I was right I did end up regretting everything immensely. I could immediately feel people's eyes on me as I maneuvered my way through the hall to my class. Their inconspicuous whispers were like a painful slap to the face, I practically ran into class haphazardly seating on a chair before dropping my head in the crook of my arm, my throat clogging up as I felt a panic attack coming along.

"Hey, are you okay?" Someone to my left asked me while tapping my shoulder lightly. In a knee jerk response, I snapped my head to the side, meeting my eyes with molten honey ones. A short dark haired girl had resided in the seat next to mine, her dainty fingers on my shoulder blade.

"Wait your that bad ass that showed Holden off yesterday" recognition shot through her eyes as they filled with delight, giving me the impression that she wasn't a fan of Holden. The concern that had once laced her features was rapidly replaced by an awed look as a large smile lifted to her lips.

"I'm anything but bad ass" I said really meaning it. Yesterday my judgement was clouded by fear and an over bearing need for sleep. However, I do confessed a little part of me knew Holden wouldn't physically hurt me, which come to think of it was absolutely stupid.

"And modest too, your my hero!" she quipped with exaggerated excitement as she gave me a mock salute "Am Talia by the way" her had shot forward, molten eyes peering at me expectantly when I didn't tell her my name, in true seance I was still trying to cutch up to her. I couldn't help but think about how her excitement mirrored Avery's.

Do people really have this much energy this early in the morning. I thought grumpily.

"Savannah" I murmured, respectfully shaking her outstretched hand. She was just about to say something else when the loud creaking of wood announced the lecturer's arrival. I let out a discrete sigh at the intervention, not wanting to deal with anyone at the time.

I barely heard anything the professor said, too busy trying to ignore the surreptitious glances people were throwing my way paired with the low murmurs. Maybe I was just being paranoid but I swear some even had pity in their eyes.

Was it really such a bad thing to talk back at Holden?

I was among the first ones out of the lecture hall when we were finally dismissed, come to think of it I had been running out of class a lot lately. I could distinctly hear Talia's muffled voice calling out my name but I didn't dare turn around, my emotions were too jumbled for social interaction at the moment.

Shoving my books into my bag, I headed straight for the cafe, knowing coffee would ease my nerves. I know something else that could calm you, the annoying voice in the back of my head taunted. I couldn't help but scoff at the memory of Holden's ability to calm me but also succeed in causing mass distraction in my life.

Once I entered the cafe, the warmth of baked pastries immediately washed over me as the smell of perfectly brewed coffee settled my nerves. I almost jumped in joy when the few number of people that sat at their tables didn't even spare me a glance as they busied themselves in their work.

I sat at a table directly across a window sipping my choice of drink. My sketch pad was strewn in front of me as I copied the small logo on my coffee cup onto a blank page. For the first time today I could feel at peace, enveloped in the warmth of a dainty coffee shop on campus grounds.

Time flew as I sat at the cafe drawing mindless nothings until when I had to attend my next class. The next class was less brutal, the stares seemed to decrease and almost everyone minded their own business, I however, was still fidgety with paranoia.

I couldn't be more relived when I got back to the dorm. I dumped my book bag by the door and all but flopped face down on the bed wanting it to consume me and all my problems.

A small chuckle startled me, making the presence of another person in the room known. My cheeks still buried in my bed immediately flushed at the prospect of someone else witnessing my less than graceful bed flop.

My humiliation further tripled when I noticed it wasn't just Avery in the room. Beside her was the same dark haired girl I had met in my first class and practically ran away from, they both looked overly amused as they tried their hardest not to laugh, shoulders shaking.

"H- hi" I stammered, waving a hand like the completely awkward person I am. At this Avery threw her head back releasing a boisterous laugh while Talia followed soon after, I to let out a small chuckle too at my expense.

"I heard what you did Today, is that what's got you assaulting the poor bed?" Avery asked after she was done laughing, amusement still shinning in the depths of her pale blue eyes. I immediately groaned not wanting to remember the incident that seemed to follow me everywhere.

Had everyone heard about it?!

"You know I think your the first person to ever talk to Holden like that. Everyone is always so scared of him, I mean I am too and I've known him half my life" I wanted to shout that I was terrified of him too, who wouldn't be afraid of a 6'3 muscular brooding man? I however didn't say anything because that would lead to the question of why had I exploded like that on him.

"I always knew you were a closet bad ass" Avery said pointing my way with an accusing finger. I almost rolled my eyes at this. Bad ass my butt, I was terrified of small insects and couldn't stand the sight of rodents.

"I'm really not" I mumbled while seating up on my bed, positioning myself to face them. Avery gave me an exaggerated eye roll before turning back to Talia to introduce us.

"Savannah this is Talia, a friend from highschool and Talia this is savannah my roommate" she said pointing to Talia then me her electric blue nails becoming a blur with how fast she was moving her hand. I wasn't surprised that they'd know each other, with how similar they were, it was a given.

"Actually we already met this morning. I kinda freaked her out though" Talia said giving me an apologetic smile.

"Oh no it wasn't you, I was just overwhelmed with all the stares. I don't really like the attention" I really didn't, having people blatantly stare at me made me feel naked like they were judging all my mistakes, it was torture.

"yeah I guess that could be overwhelming, so am assuming you don't want to talk about it. Your lucky this isn't highschool though, people will probably have moved on by tomorrow" I really hoped Talia was right, I wanted nothing more than for the attention disappear.

"Could we go get some burgers I'm completely starving!" was Avery's immediate change of subject and soon enough her stomach grumbled showing just how much she was starving. We quickly filled out of the door, grabbed an uber before heading to a dainty diner close to campus

We spent the whole time getting to know each other and I found out Talia was pretty laid back, the opposite of the sunny girl I thought she would be. Her and Avery had been in the same friend group since their sophomore year of highschool and she was a political science major. She was currently between girlfriends and loving it apparently.

If someone from outside the window beside us would look my way, I would look like a normal collage girl enjoying an early dinner with her friends. Not a broken soul that had been pinned down by the world time and time again.

By the time we were making our way to our rooms my muscles were screaming in protest. The moment I reached my room I immediately changed before submerging into a dreamless slumber, just the way I liked it. I however knew not to get too comfortable because the nightmares always come back.