I feel like my whole future is in my hands and I can't move. 

Today was a normal day, like other. Nothing out of the blue. My parents were out of town, like usual. My boyfriend Lance was over. It was pretty much a lazy day of sex and weed. We were in the basement, where my room is and I was on my laptop, he was on his phone. 

"Do you think Jasmine is free?" He questioned. 

Lance is super tall with short, yet messy black hair and dark brown eyes. He's usually wearing a more greaser type of look just to prove he's a bad boy. And he is. My parents hate him. They're always saying how he corrupted me and made into a pot head. However, I'm still get getting straight A's. So my parents can suck it! I'm an average height for my age, not too tall, not too short. Long black hair with dark brown eyes. I'm always wearing Lance's hoodie. We're both seniors at Westwood High. Jasmine is one of our great friends. She's like me, perfect student with great grades, but she has a completely different side. She smokes a lot and is usually selling. 

"We literally have a bag filled in my dresser." I added.

"I mean to hang out. We haven't seen her in like a week." 

"She has been on a cruise with her family." 

"Gayyyy!!!!" He shouted and sat up. 

"She's probably back in town now."

He looked at my screen, "didn't you apply to like every college already?"

Yes, I was applying to college, but it wasn't for me. I was applying for Lance. I've already applied to all of my colleges that I wanted to go to. I was putting an application in for him at Wittenberg University. A school that's like several states away, but one of my dream schools. Both my parents went there, so I'm bound to get in. I typed in his social security number, but when it got to major, I had no clue what to pick. 

"That was my social number, are you applying to colleges for me?" He asked, a little annoyed. 

I nodded, "oh come on, it's kind of fun.. Now. What would you like your major to be."

"Wait, you know my social, but not what I want to be?" He questioned, less annoyed and more confused. 

I nodded. I know, it's bad and weird. I should know what he wants to do with his life. 

"I don't even know. I guess social services. I'm from a broken home, so I get where most kids are coming from. Don't need more Lance McKiller's out there."

"That was so sentimental." 

"Don't get caught up in it." 

I rolled my eyes. I heard the mail man passing my house and had to get the mail. College letters are coming in the mail soon. I can't help but be excited. But I want Lance to be there with me. I know college has been one of my dreams, but I'm willing to put it off just to be with him. I love him so much. I got the mail and went back to my room. Wittenberg was one of the letters that I got. It's in a big package, which means I'm in! I opened it to make sure and yeah, I got in. Plus a letter. They invited me to tour the campus. I must go on Friday of this week which is in three days. It takes about a day to get there. We should probably leave now. I looked at Lance. Got up and threw his pants at him. 

"I have to tour my dream school and you're driving! Road trip!" I smiled.

"I stopped questioning things, but Jasmine is in town and wants to chill."

"Lets invite her then." I replied. 

He shrugged and invited her. She agreed and once we were all packed, we left. Jasmine booked a hotel room while driving. I am so excited!