真心半解--同人文

Chapter 1 Freedom
She's still two days from Iowa when it happens. Her phone buzzes, and it's not one of the fifty-or-so identical pictures of sauce that Paul insists is drastically different from the last. It's not the daily check-in from her dad, either.
DiegaRivero: So, any idea what you're majoring in? I don't see the “Heathen” track listed on the catalog
Her heart leaps. She spends an embarrassing amount of time staring stupidly at the phone, tracing the lettering on the screen. Willing for it to be real.