Whenever Kay thought of that day, she grimaced.

She had acted like a little kid, whining and trying to cajole Kyle into giving in to her. Luckily, Kyle had been adamant and strict, and slowly, she got used to only 'calling' her brother at night.

It had been quite hard initially but It was much better now.

She still missed her brother terribly, though.

Especially now, when she was starting her new journey.

In another part of the world, Kyle was also beginning a new school and she was sure that he was adapting much better than her. He was always the one in charge anyway, while she tended to follow.

Kay sighed, thinking that it was funny and ironic that there would be things she was confident in and no one would be able to guess that she could be this bumbling idiot, scared to do something new by herself.

No, she had to take charge. Of herself, that is. Of her life.

Kay shook her head to get rid of those depressing thoughts of not having Kyle beside her during this momentous occasion.

As Kay was so focused on her inner thoughts, she was completely oblivious to her surroundings. Unknown to her, her presence had already attracted a lot of curious and interesting gazes the moment she arrived.

People around her were completely mesmerized by the sight of this angelic beauty that appeared at their front gate.

Her delicate face framed the bluest and clearest eyes that they had ever seen. Even her eyelashes were pretty, as it was naturally dark with a slight curl. Her ruby red lips were not too thin nor too thick and looked like it was ready to be kissed.

She wore simple attire: just blue jeans and an intricately designed blouse. Unlike most girls that wore high heels even to school, she had on a pair of black ankle boots. Her make-up was minimal and the only jewelry she sported other than earrings was a simple leather wrap bracelet.

The bracelet two thin leather weaved cords intertwining, with a small rose-gold plaque with the initials K.R. Smith and a small heart engraved on it. Kyle was wearing an exact matching bracelet,* and it was the only 'twin' thing they wore.

She was definitely not dressed up nor made-up like most of the girls in campus ... but there was no denying that her freshness and simplicity far outstripped everyone else.

Kay took a deep breath again and started walking towards the office to handle the registration process. She looked at the map in her hand and passed by two very good-looking boys that were watching her with wide eyes.

"Did you see that?!"

"What?" smirked Lance, "You mean the ethereal beauty that walked by just now? Nah. Didn't see a thing."

"I haven't seen her before," gasped his friend, clutching his chest, "I'm in love!"

"Oh please," Lance scoffed, "First, you haven't seen all the girls in college and secondly, you're always in love."

"No no no no no," insisted his friend, "This time, it's for real. Like, really."

"Oh yea, suuuuree," Lance replied, rolling his eyes, "Love at first sight. Without knowing the person at all, how she's like, and so forth and you're in love."

"Oh come on," said his friend indignantly, "Love at first sight exist!"

"Hah," Lance snorted, "Come on, lover-boy in fantasy land. Do you honestly think a drop-dead beauty like that is still single? Didn't you notice the bracelet she was wearing?"

"What about it?"

"It's obviously a couple bracelet," Lance declared, "It isn't something girls normally wear."

"Dang, Lance. How can you make a sweeping statement like that? And may I point out, that fine specimen is definitely not a normal person so ..."

"You wanna bet?" Lance asked with a smile, "Whoever loses, must treat the other for two weeks."

"Deal!"

"Are you sure, Mark?" Lance asked, "Your luck is rather shitty."

"Hah," Mark replied, "This is one bet I won't lose!"

They shook on it and then Mark said, "And even if that is a couple bracelet, the fact is ... she is here, and so am I. The other person is not around ... Heh heh heh..."

"Hopeless," Lance said, "I'm here to see you crash and burn then."

"Just you wait," Mark declared, hitting his chest like some neanderthal, "That woman will be mine."

Lance didn't answer and simply shook his head.

The entire conversation was heard by a group of girls nearby.

One girl was having her back patted, as the other was saying, "I'm sure it's nothing, Erica. You know Mark. Always chasing after girls he sees."

"Why can't he be more like Lance?" Erica was complaining, "Pauline, why did I have to fall for such a player like Mark?"

"That's still better than the unemotional block of wood like Lance," Pauline replied, "And Mark really isn't a player. He's just ... easily distracted."

"Yes, but you don't have to worry, Erica," another said, "You're the Campus Belle. That title isn't easily won, for it isn't just beauty that gives you the title. It's your beautiful nature inside."

Erica flipped her hair with her hand, nodding, "Yes. You are right, Ethel. She's just an empty vase."

Gaining back her confidence, she declared, "Once I win it again this year, Mark's attention will focus on me."

"Yes, yes," Ethel agreed, nodding her head up and down like a chicken bobbing for food, "Once you catch him, there's no way that he'll go."

Glaring at the area Kay had left, Erica said, "I believe we should give the new girl our very special welcome, right?"

All three gave a knowing smile.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, that is how Kay's first day at College began. While she was busy thinking of studies and Kyle, a drama was already beginning to unfold.

I mean, come on. There is no way that an unprotected beauty like Kay would not be faced with the normal College drama cliché, right?