When You Least Expect It

Chapter 1

Lily's pov:-

"Oh cmon, it will be so much fun," Adam said, he had been trying to convince me to hang out with him for the past half an hour. "Adam!! it's almost 11pm, and I already told you. I have classes tomorrow," he narrowed his eyes at me, "okay okay, I'll leave you alone for now..., BUT! you will come with me this weekend," he said pointing his finger at me, standing up. "Okay...okay fine," I said rolling my eyes. Walking to the front door he said "okay, good night" opening the apartment door, "good night," I said as he got out and closed the door behind him. I looked at my phone, it was 10:57pm. I should get ready for bed.

   I was in my bedroom, I could hear him shouting. Why is he here?!! He shouldn't be here. What's going on? His voice getting closer, and I can hear his footsteps. He shouldn't be here anymore.

   I woke up out of breath. I looked around me, it was still dark outside. It was a nightmare, it's not real, it's just a nightmare. I checked my phone, it's 2am, fuck. I got up to grab a glass of water. I have to get back to sleep.

   It's Friday, and I'm on my way to class, I have two classes today. Got to class a little earlier, and I got to my usual seat, in the back row. I got my phone to check if anyone messaged me, there was a text from Adam...

Adam: hey Lil, hru. we still hanging out today, right?

Lilly: hey Ad, im good. yeah sure.

Adam: cool!! be there by 8 pm.

Lilly: sure <3

Adam: see ya later, gtg.

   Adam has been my friend for two years now, he's 25, 3 years older than me. We met at a party. I was chatting with him when I got the phone call. He knows all about my shit, and since then he has always been there for me. He works with a little band at a restaurant/bar, and he has been bugging me to go with him to the bar to meet them because, according to him, I would like them.

   The first class was so boring, that I almost fell asleep. After that, I headed to my second class of the day, which was English.

  On my way to class, I felt thirsty, so I stopped at a vending machine but it wasn't working, so I started looking for another one. When I found one I got my water and started walking to class. I got my phone out to check the time, and I was late!!! fuck. I was 5mins late, so I started to run. Fuck this professor is strict, I'm in deep shit.

   When I got to class, I knocked on the door and I got in. Everybody looked at me including the professor. My anxiety increased. I looked at the professor and started talking, "I'm sorry, Ms.Gilmer. I didn't mean to be late, I was just really thirsty, so I wanted to buy some water from a vending machine, and when I got to it, it wasn't working, so I looked for another one, and when I found one, I was already late, so I ran to here." I said in one breath.

   She was examining me for a minute, then looked away. "have a seat, and don't do it again". that's it? don't do it again? I got to the back row and sat there. I was so surprised. I've seen how she acted when students were late to her class, she never said don't do it again to them. Am I in more trouble? Would she ask me to stay after class? Oh god. My anxiety increasing. I have to come down.

   The class was over. I hope she doesn't ask me to stay after. Please god, don't let her ask me to stay. I got my stuff and started walking towards the door. I was praying with every step. I got to the door and she didn't call me. Oh my god, I'm free. What a relief, but it was weird of her, she had never done this before, and she's so strict. Everybody fears her...I don't know.