Paris’s POV
It was great being at college with my best friend, Raven, that I had stuck to like glue since we were four. We lived next door to one another our entire lives. She was there for me when my parents got divorced and during bad breakups with my exes. I was there for her when she was in an abusive relationship and helped her walk away from him, letting her know she deserved better. We always had each other's backs.
She was here on an athletic scholarship to play basketball while I was here to become an art teacher. I purposely applied here after learning where she would be going. College to me seems scary on your own so having her beside me made me feel better. I knew she felt the same way.
I had just come from my first class, Art Criticism, and was headed to English that I h
