Eight years ago…

Of all days, today I would have to be running late. You know what? I shouldn't even be surprised. I woke up to lighting and thunder with rain pelting down on the roof as if it was trying to tear the house down. And I just knew it was going to be one of those days. One of those days where everything that could go wrong, goes wrong. For instance, my brand new car that my parents gave me for graduation died in the drive way. I'm not even talking about new as in 'used new' no, new as in last month it didn't even exist. So what gives it the right?

If it wasn't for the fact that my first class started in twenty four minutes I would take the shuttle. Hell, I would even walk the five miles in this terrible weather. But I can't afford to be late, not to this class.

I dropped my forehead on the drivers wheel and slowly looked out the window where my housemates flamboyant pink SUV was parked. I wouldn't say I hate my housemate, or at least the one who owned the hideous SUV, I mean I've only known her for twenty six hours but…I kind of hated her.

Grabbing my stuff, I made a mad dash back to the house. I did my best to ignore my now drenched hair and clothes and made my way back to the kitchen.

"Korra, honey… I told you, you needed an umbrella." Katie, if I remembered her name right, said behind a pretending not be but really was condescending smile.

"Yeah," I said wiping my hair out of my face. "I couldn't find one remember? Anyway my car died can you give me a ride to class?"

She leaned back against the fridge and ate a spoonful of yogurt. "I can't, sweetie. My yoga class starts in an hour."

I inhaled deeply. Normally it takes a lot to get me upset but between my stupid broken alarm clock, and my stupid broken car and my stupid blonde (dyed! She dyes her hair blonde….as if she didn't have enough going against her) housemate I was almost at my wits end.

"It's only a fifteen minute drive."

"I know, right? But then its like, fifteen minutes back and poof there's half an hour right there."

The gym is so close you could walk there from this house, so this time when I took a deep breath I slowly counted to ten.

"Maybe if you didn't leave your head lights on all night your car wouldn't be dead." Katie said, throwing away her empty yogurt.

"What?" I asked, utterly confused. I got here yesterday morning in day light so I wouldn't have had my lights on and I didn't leave because I spent the whole day unpacking. "I didn't."

"Oh yeah." My housemate said tapping her chin. "You were parked behind Jerry and we didn't want to wake you up so he moved your car. I guess he must have forgotten to turn off your lights. Silly Jerry, he is always forgetting something. One time we were having a date but like, a stay at home date, I was supposed to get the pizza and he was supposed to get the beer. Guess what he forgot to get! The beer!" She chuckled to herself as if it was funniest thing while I rubbed my forehead. Never mind that I offered to move my car but they insisted that it was fine and now I had to go buy a new battery. And never mind that she noticed that my lights were on and didnt turn them off.

"Can you please just give me a ride? If I don't make it to this class before she closes the door, my professor is going to drop me." I glanced at my phone, I had nineteen minutes. I wasn't above begging at this point.

"Dear, no teachers that strict. I'm sure that's what they told you in like, high school but you'll learn that college isn't that big and scary."

I rubbed my forehead even harder. If she didn't stop talking like she was my grandmother I was going to punch something. I inhaled deeply through my nose again and said slowly, "This teacher will. Just please give me a ride, I promise you will have enough time to make it to your yoga class."

She pouted as she thought it over. "I guess… if I rush. Who's your professor anyway?" She sighed.

"Ms. BeiFong." I said and I didn't even get any satisfaction from watching her eyes turn into saucers.

"Oh, sweetie, I think I would be doing you a favor if I didn't take you."

As if she's ever taken one of her classes, I resisted the urge to roll my eyes.

"Trust me you'll be doing me a favor and I will owe you big time."

To my great dismay she settled herself against the counter. "But I thought you were a freshman. BeiFong doesn't teach any underclassman classes. So how does that work?" She asked, scratching her head.

"Um... it's a long story. Can we go now? I really dont want a bad first impression. The sooner you drop me off the sooner you can get to your yoga class." I offered like bait.

She straightened up and started walking out of the kitchen, "Oh my gosh! You're right! Let me get dressed."

"Whoa there," I said stopping her, if she went into that bedroom she would never come back out.

"Um…" I said looking at her pink tank top and equally disgustingly pink yoga pants. "….you look… great just like that. Let's go." Lying isn't something I like to practice but sometimes it's necessary. I gestured to the front door but Katie only stared back at me with slightly narrowed eyes.

"So… were you, like …being serious about the whole …lesbian thing yesterday?"

I pinched the bridge of my nose. It's not normally the first thing I tell people but with her forcing Jerry's friend on me, I kind of panicked. And I simply didn't have time for this.

"No!..." I exclaimed with a giant fake grin. "I was, like totally joking! Lets go!"

~~NWIE~~

"Thanks!" I yelled as I opened the car door and jump out before Katie could even come to a complete stop. I didn't have a second to spare. I sprinted through the pouring rain with my books and everything, thanking God and every other deity when I didn't fall flat on my face.

'Today just had to be one of those days. My most imperative class just has to be taught by the most cut throat professor on campus.' I thought as I finally made it into the building. I didn't slow my pace down for anything and my wet sneakers squeaked on the tiles but I couldn't have cared less as I rounded a corner and, miracle of all miracles, the room with 8201 over it was still open.

I slowed and breathed a sigh of relief. And to think I was on the verge of a pull on panic attack. I started chuckling to myself just when the door started to close.

"Shit!" I hissed as I started sprinting with everything I had down the hallway. My window of opportunity was getting slimmer and slimmer and I didn't think I was going to make it. But at the last possible second I slipped through the narrow crack.

After I passed through the door I tried to slow down but my wet sneakers would have none of that. I was flailing my arms trying to catch my balance but I was going down and I knew it. As a last ditch effort and not really even thinking about it I reached out to grab something. But instead of the wall or the door my arm caught whoever was closing the door just when my feet completely left the floor. I didn't even have a chance to brace for impact as my back painfully met the floor and knocked my breath right out of my lungs. This was immediately followed by a heavy body slamming into me.

I wheezed painfully before looking up into startled pale green eyes.