Chapter 2

rides down the sky. The birds chirping and flying away to their nest while the bats squeaks and squawks as I walked back to my wing.

Almost to my wing, I saw a shadow near the street light and I stopped in my tracks to see who it was.

Veronica.

She sat under the street light on the pavement of the road as she scrolled through a mobile phone completely unaware of what was going on. Behind her was the first wing in which, Elliot lived and like mine, he also had the balcony room to him. If he saw her down then I was sure, he would definitely make his way to her to avenge for the things that she she did back in the afternoon.

I clutched my bag and looked up at Elliot's room. It was close and I was sure, he was inside studying or dancing or whatever and then back at Veronica. Why is she sitting there? Alone?

I wanted to tell her that she better walk back to her hostel or her warden or the security guards would made their way to her because the road was always guarded by the under surveillance CCTV camera, guards and sometimes wardens go out for a patrol but then it crossed my mind that it was none of my business. Elliot would never do anything to her because, even he knew the place was under constant surveillance. And I looked at the right to find security guards, sitting in the entry door of the First wing and they were already looking her way. So they were already aware of her presence.

Adjusting my glasses, I decided that it would good if I didn't bother her or anything and mind my own business. So, I walked past her but as I walked past her, she looked up from her phone and for a second we had an eye contact. She seemed as if she didn't even recognise me because she was the one who broke the eye contact and went back to her phone while I looked forward and walked back to my wing, ready to finish my assignment which I didn't even start.

I knew, it would take a whole night for me to complete the assignment work but the whole time as I came back to my room, I had no idea why I kept on thinking about Veronica sitting there alone in the evening. Even though I found myself going to my balcony to check on her two to three times, I found her sitting on the same spot still busy in her phone. The fourth time, I went back to check on her, she was gone.

The time read eight in the evening and she was nowhere in sight or near to any of the boys hostel.

"Good for her, " I thought as I concentrated on my work.