Behind The Door

Chapter 4 [Pain in my ass woke me up]

I stumbled upon the last step. Anyhow I reached the office of the Deen. I wiped the non existing sweat on my forehead and took a deep breath. Before knocking on the door, I slightly fixed oversized t-shirt and my ponytail that had been flown away while I was running to reach on time.

I knocked on the door. A manly voice called me in....

'Yes, come in.'

I walked in and closed the door behind me.
I always had a strange feeling in meeting strangers. Strangers you know.

'Good morning sir.' while I walked to the table.

'Hmm....morning' he replied, his eyes still glued to his computer.

'Uh..m, sir it's my first day here, and I was informed that I would get Id card here in the office.'

'Who informed you that?' Still staring at his computer.

'My...uh..my roommate'.

'Hmm'

He reached for the cordless phone on the table and called someone.

'Come in' He said into the phone.

'Please wait there' He addressed me to sit down on the small sofa and continued with his work.

It was a big cabin furnished with black and brown. So many shelves full of folders and files. Almirahs in brown. I side glanced at the man seated at the table. He's gonna spoil those eyes glued to the computer.
His name's Mr.Charles, written on the name plate on his desk.

A knock on the door.

'Hmm'

A man in three-piece entered into the office. Back straight, hair gelled, a folder tugged under his arm.

'You called me sir' he asked Mr. Charles.

'She is here to take her Id card'.

'What's your name miss?'

He turned to me and asked.

'Iris Alder'

He nodded, and the folder to Mr. Charles and stalked towards the big almirahs on the right. He opened one of which and shifted through some boxes and what not. He pulled out a string with a card on it. Id card.

"So you're Iris Alder, the one who got the scholarship of our college."
He nodded at his own statement.

"Hope you do good and get your degrees without and problem."

"Thank you sir".

Damn it , I got something. ✨Attention✨.

And with that I left the office. And took a deep breath. So here starts the first day of my college. I've hope it goes well. In the morning I didn't get much time to ready myself mentally for it. Though I'm nervous as hell. I'll still try to keep it cool.

I headed towards the corridor of the several classes in a row.
Found the one saying 'psychology'.
Without knocking on the door or asking for and permission, I , the stupidest, dumbest person on the planet broke in the class.
Shit.
Every student's narrowed gazes were on me.
Damn it. ✨ attention ✨.

And the professor who was ready to eat me through his death glare.
He stepped down the platform was stalking towards me. He was getting bigger and bigger as he walked closer.
Starring at me like a tiger acknowledges his pray.
"Are you a student of this group?"

"Uuh.. yeah"

"Really ?" He cocked up a brow.

His burning gaze slipped dow to the Id card hanging from my neck.
He held it with his forefingers and brought it closer to himself.
My heart banged itself against my chest.
The Id card he held in his hand sent shivers to my body.But he pulled me out of my thoughts

He yanked the card back at me and growled.
"Do you think this is a science class ?"
"This isn't ?"
Hoped this mister would bother explain.
He gritted his teeth. I knew he was frustrated.
" You go ahead and take your seat as for you pshycology comes in science stream".

My eyes widened at that. I gulped hard. My mind going numb. I didn't know what to do. My whole day is mortified. Shit. I should have had a glance at my card. I would not have been this ashamed on my stupid brain.

"Are you going to waste my time ?"
Yanked me out of my numb mind. I was already too late for my classes.
" I'm - I'm sorry sir , I'm really sorry sir".
And after a lot more apologizes I rushed out the door.

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After passing a few more classes, I found the one saying 'Science'.
I knocked on the door this time.
"Come in ".
I'll be doomed if I'm at the wrong door again.
The door opened and I was called in.
The professor stared at me frustrated.

"What ?" He barked
Why every one is so angry today.
My mind went numb again. I stuttered with my answer.

" I ..uh...I'm a science student."
The bald man in his seems in his forties gave me a tight nod and beckoned me to sit.

Most of seats were occupied, so looking for a safe zone where I'll get a thing called ✨ attention less✨. I spotted a seat empty at the last row .....not a desk , the whole fucking row was empty. Great . So making my way towards it my sneakers squeaked.
Oh , so much attention. Fuck me. Fuck me already.

And another disaster waited for me with wide open arms , ready to jump on me and take my breath . A chair fell colliding with my bag.
Oh, It fell. Oh, it broke...I guess. And surely the floor got hurt too. Ambulance.
Now all eyes were staring at me with intense amusement. Oh Jesus.
Where is the way of the terrace of this University.
Passing a sheepish grin to everyone and bending at 90° to professor I finally sat without any other disaster.

The professor continued his lecture from where he might have dropped .
It was chemistry Class going on.

It had been a hectic morning. First of all I woke up late because my dumb brain had forgotten to set alarm. Not my fault really. It was just when I fell out of my bed in sleep. Pain in my ass woke me up. And then I was terrified after checking the time. I had rushed into the bath room, brushed my teeth anyhow and turned on the geezer for bath. I stuffed a taost in my mouth and turned on the stove to boil the milk for coffee.

Without any debate I choose an outfit, an oversized black tshirt and white trousers...and then into the bathroom.
It was still half an hour left so I had thought to relax a bit in warm water. But fuck it. When I poured the water on my head I froze. The water as chill as Antarctica. I jumped out and turned the geezer to hot.

Now I could relax but again, when I poured warm water on my head I smelled something burning. The water was not so hot to burn me. I narrowed my gaze at the bucket of water when realization hits me. My coffee. Stove. Burning. Holy Shit. I rushed out of bathroom in towel, just to witness the mess in the kitchen. On counter. On the floor. In the air. Why me. I, angry, on don't know who, turned off the stove walked back leisurely as if nothing happened.

As I reached the door of the bathroom my eyes fell on the watch. 7:45 am. Damned life. I dashed into the bathroom and poured the bucket over my head. Put on my clothes and ran to the kitchen.

"Nah..I'm not in mood or ....in the situation to clean.
I just poured the left over coffee and left the mess for Viena. If she would clean.

And then I hurried out for college. I had to get my Id card so I was in hurry and bumping into people on the way. Anyhow I had reached the office and.....got my Id card.

My troubles didn't end there. I did not even glance at my card and stroded towards the classes in a row. A saw the one named psychology, and I entered without even knocking....and there the sir....who was so tall, was looking down on with frustrated gaze.
And when he had yanked my Id card and said just go and sit if this is what chose to study. At that moment I realised science is my main subject while psychology is my second subject. Shit. I needed to go to the science class

I apologised to professor, bending at 90°, my hair falling on my face. After a lot more troubles I anyhow am sitting here. In the last bench all alone. ✨Attention✨.

Anyway back to the class. Well, all I know is that it's chemistry class going on. And other than that I don't know which chapter, which page, no nothing.
So I sat silently and pretended that yeah everything is getting into my head.