Madeline
an Obsession by Calvin
I stepped onto the campus, backpack slung over one shoulder, and felt the pulse of it: the distant hum of air conditioners, the scrape of sneakers across concrete. My chest tightened. Today was the start of college. ASU, my first class. Freshman orientation had been a blur of names and pamphlets, but now it was the real thing. The classroom doors opened, and I stepped in, scanning for a familiar face, or maybe just the on...