Reality

Two months later.....

Am back in the campus hallways but above all I have my self respect with me. I send Leah a text informing her that am back. She's going to murder me when she gets to see me. When I left Boston I neither said a thing to her, nor pick up her calls. It was hard but this time I needed to do it without her. I by pass the head of department office and hand in my project summary for last semester, pick my schedule get ready to start a fresh semester.

"Hi loser" Leah sarcastically greets when she joins me for lunch at our usual cafe. "You have lots of questions to answer but before that... " she grabs my black short hair and pulls it. Yap, I ditched the long hazelnut hair. "Ouuuuuch" I scream in pain. "Was that really necessary" I complain to her as I rearrange my hair but deep down I know that I deserve it and even more.

"Fine, am so sorry" I say and the anger she came with seemed to reduce by half.