Sheila's POV:  Late! Late!! Late!!! Oh, God! Please help me. I don't want to be late, at least not for the first day of my college. I prayed to my dear God and walked so fast inside the college campus as thinking of how I am going to make an excuse.  Shit!! I should have woken up earlier rather than dreaming of my future with my two children. Really Sheila? you don't have a boyfriend even to think about your future, but here you were dreaming of having children, Aren't you? Don't tell anyone about your silly dream, they will make fun of you.  Cursing my mind for what seemed to be a thousand time

 Sheila's POV: I was sweating profusely the moment I opened my laptop and keyed his name to know about him and to prove my panicking state a single drop of sweat is running through my forehead which landed on the plain white paper that I placed on my lap to write my assignment.  Right now I am sitting in front of my laptop, studying his life history to know more about him but didn't think it will bring me a mini heart attack.  My heartbeat started to increase rapidly, because of what I'm seeing right now and I'm bothering for my life as if it continues my heart will explode anytime soon.

  Sheila's POV: Days and weeks had flown in a blink of eyes but he didn't stop bullying me. Karl and his friends have their own ways of trick to make me fun and they found this as entertainment. I think making me cry every day boosts their stamina.  His friends would simply enter my classroom during my class and drag me out, it's becoming their routine. Even if one of them in his gangs was in a sour mood, they would simply blame me and enjoy seeing me suffer by making my day worst as hell. He would like to give me a new task that I never fond of. He ordered me to bring him breakfast

  Sheila's POV: I have so many dreams about my college life before I entered this campus. I even believed I would find my best man here but all my dreams turned upside down. Now all I want is to come out of this hell without any harm.  Sighing heavily I thought to cross the road when all of the sudden-- "What the hell!!!"  I shrieked looking at the red car which has gone far away not even bothered to check whether I died or still has my breath. I could hear the hefty pounding of my he

 Sheila's POV: I don't know what to say, so I left the place. If she has a reason for ignoring me then she should follow it, I'm not going to stop her.  I don't think friendship has a rule and my heart is not made of stone. I am not some kind of funny toy to use whenever they want. He is never going to leave me so it's better to obey him.  After the conversation with Quinn, I went to my class. Henceforth, I don't want any encounter with her. My exams are closer and I have to study hard. My focus should be on my studies, not on anyone.