A Way to Yesterday

Chapter 1- First Day

Cara's POV:

August 2014

It was my first day of college and I was extremely nervous. I didn't know what to expect. I knew that it was going to be way different then high school but I didn't know how different. I had gotten a coffee on the way to campus to help calm my nerves. I was a total coffee junkie and the taste of it felt like home.

Once I was actually on campus my stress levels had risen to an all time high. I grabbed my bag and clutched my coffee cup tightly. Good thing I was smart enough to find my classes the day before so at least I was prepared for that.

The class was already half full when I entered. All the seats in the front were taken so I'd have to settle for the middle. I make my way down the small aisle and trip over my own feet. My coffee falls from my hand and, much to my dismay, on the guy I just tripped in front of. He jumped out of his seat as the hot liquid hit his crotch and I just barely saved myself from a broken nose.

"Are you okay?" he guy asks and holds out a hand. I take it and he pulls me off the ground. My coffee stained the whole front of his white shirt and the top of his pants. I look away.

"I'm fine. Sorry for spilliing my coffee on you," I mumble awkwardly. He smiles warmly down at me.

"It's fine. It happens," he says.

"Yeah but now you have to walk around like that all day," I say and gesture to the front of his shirt. He laughs.

"Yeah. I suppose that wouldn't be too fun now would it," he says. I can't help but smile. He was being too kind about this. I know if it was me I would have cursed in like twenty different languages. But of course I don't really know twenty languages.

"Again I'm really sorry. I'm just a total clutz," I apologize again. He smiles again.

"Don't worry about it. I'll live," he jokes. I laugh at that. I decide that he's very nice and would probably make a good friend.

"Do you mind if I sit here? I understand if you don't," I say.

"No go ahead. I don't mind," he says and takes his seat again. I smile and sit down next to him. "So what's your name?"

"Oh. I'm Cara. Cara Kingston," I say. He holds out his hand and I shake it once. His touch is warm and comforting.

"I'm Liam Payne. Nice to meet you Cara," he asks.

"Payne?" I ask.

"Yeah. I know the name is odd but it's my real name," he laughs. "So what are you studying Cara?"

"I'm studying to be a general praciticioner," I answer. "What about you?"

"Majoring in psychology," he answers. "Therapist." he adds and I nod.

"That's great," I say. He nods. I hadn't realized that the class had slowly filled up and the Professor was now walking in. I turn my attention forward and open my notebook. The whole time during class I catch Liam looking at me. And as soon as I turn my gaze on him he looks away. I had to admit I was a little self consious. Was there something in my hair? My nose?

I was worrying about it in the back of my mind the whole time. I mostly paid attention. I was also debating if I should ask him what he was staring at but then decided against it. Half an hour later we were dismissed. Liam stood up and smiles.

"See you tomorrow Cara," he says.

"Yeah. I guess you will," I say and laugh.

"Bye," he says and walks away after a small wave. I sigh and exit the room. The rest of the day goes pretty smoothly. I don't see Liam again today and this kind of disappoints me. I make my way back to my apartment after my last class.

It kinda sucks living alone but sometimes I prefer it. Right now I didn't. I was alone here. My family was hours away. I hoped that it would get easier with time. Speaking of which I needed to call my mom. I took out my phone and dialed my mom's number. She answered on the third ring.

"Hey sweetie. How was your first day of college?" she asks enthusiastically into the phone. I smile at the sound of her voice.

"Hi mom. It was great although it didn't start out very good," I tell her.

"Why? What happened?" she sounds worried.

"Nothing. It just was off this morning. I spilled coffee on a guy but luckily he was very nice about it," I explain.

"Oh. Well at least he was nice. How are your classes?"

"Fine. They sound interesting so far," I say.

"That's good. We miss you sweetie," she tells me. I smile again.

"I miss you too mom. How's dad doing?" I ask.I know the school wasn't too far from home but it was still about a two hour drive. But it was my choice to apply at a good college. I was surprised that I actually got in.

I remember when I was little my mom got me this toy set that came with fake doctor equipment. And that's when I wanted to become a doctor. I always liked helping people. And some even say that I'm too nice. But whatever. I didn't mind. It was better then being a bitch all the time. And being nice makes me feel good.

"He's doing great. He misses you. He wants to know how it is over there," she tells me.

"Lonely," I laugh.

"Don't worry honey. We're never too far away," she says and I nod even though she can't see me.

"Yeah. Thanks mom. I gotta get some sleep but I'll talk to you tomorrow," I say.

"Oh. Okay honey. I'll talk to you later. We love and miss you," she says and smooches into the phone.

"Love you too. Bye," I say.

"Bye," she says and the line clicks. I drop my phone on my bed and take a look around my new apartment. I needed to find friends. Maybe Liam would be a good place to start. He seemed nice enough.

I make my way to the bathroom and turn on the sink. I take off my make up and brush my teeth. I put my hair in a bun and change into a tank top and shorts. I decide to watch a little TV before bed. I sit on my bed and flip through the channels. There isn't much on so I settle for reruns on the History channel. I fall asleep ten mintues later to a documentary on Queen Mary.

A/N: Okay. Here is the first official chapter. Please let me know what you think. So vote and comment if it piques your interest. Thanks and much love.