Chapter 1: Don't Want To Think About It

15-year old Nat Wolff was writing yet another song. But, his attention was really focused. He was waiting for a text or call from his best friend, Rosalina. She was supposed to be receiving letters from the colleges she applied for today. Just as he got an inspiration, his phone buzzed, nearly falling off the top of the piano. He opened it to read the text. It said to get to her house ASAP. He quickly shoved his phone in his pocket and ran down to the lobby. He unlocked his bike from the bike rack and started pedaling rapidly down the street to Rosalina's house. When he got there, he threw his bike on the front lawn and ran inside the house. He went upstairs and into Rosalina's room, where she was pacing the room.

"So, did you get in?" Nat asked excitedly.

"I didn't open any yet." Rosalina said, picking up the envelopes from her desk. She moved her fingers to the flap but pulled them away.

"What?" Nat asked her.

"I can't do it. You do it." Rosalina said, pushing the envelopes into his hands. She sat down on the edge of her bed and started to bite her nails, what she always does when she's nervous.

"Ms. Rosalina DiMeco, congratulations, you have been accepted into UCLA." Nat read. Rosalina jumped up and Nat wrapped his arms around her and spun in circles, lifting her off the ground.

"I'm so proud of you Rosie." Nat said after they pulled apart. He kissed her on the forehead and pulled her into another hug. He felt wetness on his chest and heard sobbing. He pulled apart and saw that Rosalina was crying.

"What's wrong?" Nat asked as Rosalina lay down on her bed, burying her head in the pillow. Nat lay down next to her.

"I…don't wanna… leave… you." Rosalina wept, turning her head towards Nat.

"Stop. I don't wanna think about it" Nat told her. He pulled her closer to him and she slung her arm over his waist and let him stroke her hair while she cried.