Annah's POV -

It was a little windy today as it's the season of autumn and I was at the doorstep of my home, waiting for my mom because it's my first day at college and she wanted to drop me at college. To be honest, I'm very nervous or you can say I'm traumatized because the college I'm going to is one of the best colleges in the city and there would be so many people obviously and that's the problem. It's just that I don't like meeting new people. It's not been too long since I changed. I know that I'm not the girl I used to be but I clearly don't care for anything anymore.

Somehow I like this version of me more than what I was earlier. Talking about the old me, I was a good girl. Daddy's princess, Mom's sunshine, School's topper, Teacher's pet, and a great friend of others. My life was pretty perfect and I was happier back then but it is said that it doesn't take time to ruin beautiful things. I brushed off those unwanted feelings and followed my mom as soon as she came down. She is a pretty woman in her late thirties but she looks much younger as she has an hourglass figure. Turning around, she gave me a smile and we both hopped inside the car.

I was in the backseat while mom was in the front and the driver's seat was taken by Harry, my mom's boyfriend. Yeah, my mom has a boyfriend as my parents are divorced. Harry is handsome and charming, but I could never imagine calling him DAD. He is quite nice to me as well but I don't like being with him. I don't know why but I just don't like the thought of him taking my dad's place. My mom and dad had a divorce because they were constantly fighting and were on bad terms with each other so they decided to end the relationship before it becomes worst and they start hating each other. But honestly, I still want them to be together. I know this is kind of selfish but still what could you expect from a child who wanted her happy family back again? Anyway, I love my mom and dad more than ever and this would never change, no matter what happens.

Moving on to the present, Harry drove us to my new college and I went out of the car hurriedly while I heard a bunch of advice from my mom like"be nice to others" "take care of yourself" and a few more which I ignored as I walked to my new college. As soon as I entered, my blood ran cold as I felt something down there. NOT TODAY! I started to rush over here and there until I finally saw the washroom. I went inside and locked the door and searched my backpack but no luck wasn't with me as I forgot to pack pads in my bag. I mentally slapped myself and opened the door again to find the whole washroom area to be empty.

I looked at the time and the classes might have started now. Yeah, that's the best thing to happen lastly. I went out only to have a look at my back in the mirror. I gasped as I saw the red stains on my white jeans. Why did I wear white today? ugh. I walked out of the washroom to find any girl who had pads with her but unfortunately there were just empty passages as everyone were in their classrooms. I sighed and stood there like a ghost and then I knew I had to leave before the class ends because I don't want anyone to see those red designs on my pants. I rushed back towards the backdoor to exit this building. I knew I couldn't take the chance to get out by the front gate so I decided to escape through the back gate.

Actually, I noticed the back door when I came here for admission. It made it pretty easier for me to escape now. I quickly grabbed the doorknob and pushed it to open, only to hear a groan. Damn, I hit someone with the door. I quickly got out of the building only to find a boy lying on the ground while groaning in pain. I gave him my hand to get up but guess what he didn't take it instead, he flipped and got on his legs. I was surprised at his quick action but pulled a straight face as he rejected my help but still, I felt bad and I was about to apologize to him but damn my stomach hurts like hell.

I quickly turned to leave and took a few steps but I was stopped as someone held my hand. I looked back to see who was it only to be surprised that it was that rude boy who just rejected my help. I looked at him with confusion until he handed me a denim jacket and as soon as I took it he fled the place like a ghost. Why did I take the jacket? I didn't know myself. He gave me and I took it without even thinking. Ugh, the pain was getting worse and I had to go home as I couldn't just stay like that, without a pad!

I looked at the jacket and somehow felt relieved as I tied it on my waist and it covered the stains on my pants. He might have seen those stains. Wow, that's great. I finally came out of the college and halted a taxi home. That's how amazing my first day at college was. I couldn't wish for a better one. Mark the sarcasm.