I grab one of my many suitcases and walk up the 4 flights of stairs of the South Hall Dorm at the College of Geneseo to my room.

I am not cut out for walking this many stairs. I'm not in shape. I didn't have gym class. I don't know how I am going to walk up this many stairs every single day.

I drop my suitcase in front of the door with the room number that was assigned to me. 

Here it is, room 420. 

Yes, 420. For the girl that has never smoked anything in her life, it's pretty ironic. 

It's official.

Today, my life changes.

I, Genevieve Stephens, go from the girl who was homeschooled to a woman who is going to college.

I'm going to have classes with other people. It's no longer a tutor and me sitting in my living room. 

This is terrifying.

Thank God, I met my roommate before today. I'm so thankful to know someone before actually starting school.

But, she doesn't know anything and I'm going to keep it that way.

No one needs to know that I was a homeschooled girl who still has never been kissed and literally has no life experience.

I walk outside my dorm room and see guys and girls walking around with bins and luggage. 

I'm confused.

 I thought that guys lived on a different floor!

 I realize how wrong I am when the room to my left has a shirtless guy sitting on his bed reading.

Oh my gosh...

Wow.

He is hot. 

Dark brown hair, bright blue eyes and his lips were frowning while reading what seemed to be something serious. 

"Can I help you?", he says with a slight and really cute smirk.

Oh.

My.

Gosh.

He noticed me.

Ugh, Genny, of course he noticed you. You're literally just standing near his doorway. Get your shit together and say something!

"Um. Hey. I was just seeing who my neighbors are. You're the first one of them to move in I guess", I mumble while trying not to stare too much at his overall attractiveness. 

"Josh", he says sitting up so his abs are more visible.

"What?" I ask.

"My name is Josh", he says.

"Oh. Okay", I say.

I begin to turn around to go back into the hall and walk the few feet it takes to get to my room. 

"Wait!", he says, getting up and coming over to lightly touch my shoulder while I face away with eyes widened because a guy is touching me and I don't know what to do. 

I'm in a state of shock. 

I'm wearing a tank top. 

This is skin to skin contact.

This may not seem like a big deal to many but I literally had no contact with guys because I was homeschooled.

I've never even hugged a guy that wasn't family.

I am as virgin as a virgin can be. 

I slowly turn around and notice something I couldn't see when he, Josh,  was sitting down. 

He has tears in his eyes.

I literally have no idea what to do.

I think he noticed me staring at his eyes because he wiped them and laughed.

"Sorry", he says. "That book was getting pretty intense."

"Um. Okay. Bye!", I say quickly and I run away.

I get to my room and I close the door.

I am literally an idiot. I should have asked him what book he was reading or asked if he was okay. 

Why did I have to leave?

It doesn't surprise me.

I always run away from things that scare me.

But, not normally in a literal sense.

I never run, but I guess today was different.

Everything really is changing.