2 months later

The 'Western ExecuTrain University' is a three-story horseshoe-shaped structure that encloses a large courtyard. In front, there are two medium-sized trees on either side of a sidewalk that leads up to the building's entrance. This university is one of the most prestigious in New York, and admission was not easy. But, thanks to Mathew, Scarlet's father, I was able to enroll here. A few students were milling about outside the building, with laughter and chatter filling the air.

"Are you ready?" Scarlet inquired, bouncing on her heels beside me in delight. With a smile on my lips, I looked at my best friend.

"Are you ready, sweetheart?" Daddy inquired. I was hiding behind daddy's leg, overwhelmed by a large number of students my age. Some were crying, unable to leave their parents' side, while others appeared unconcerned. Scarlet's father was attempting to cheer up the crying Scarlet. To say I was nervous about our first day of preschool would be an understatement.

"Daddy, I don't want to go," I said, looking up at him with saddened eyes.

He sat on his knees and rested his hands on my shoulders. "Don't worry. I guarantee you'll enjoy this location. Give it a shot, sweetie. So, what did I say-"

"The secret to success is to never give up," we said in unison.

"That's my girl" he kissed my forehead. "Besides Scarlet will be with you the whole time. So you won't be alone. Always be there for each other okay?"

Scarlet has been my best friend since I was a child. Her parents and mine were good friends, so we naturally connected . We did everything together, and our friends and family in Worcester dubbed us the "two musketeers." Scarlet's father got a better job in New York when we were fourteen. Even though we were heartbroken that we couldn't see each other anymore, we continued to call each other on weekends and shared everything that had happened in our lives.

I can't deny that Scarlet was one of the reasons I came to New York. After my parents, she is the only person to whom I am particularly close.

"I'm nervous," I told her, lightly chuckling. She hugged me and promised to be with me today as she didn't have any classes. Scarlet began her class last semester, and it was during that time that she met her boyfriend Andrew.

***

"Hey, Kitten!" someone called out from behind me. I rolled my eyes and shut my locker before turning around to face Andrew. My class ended five minutes ago, and I was packing up my belongings.

""What do you want ?" I inquired, irritated. I was highly skeptical of him from the start. Andrew is a flirt, and he flirts with anyone who has a breast. I tried to warn Scarlet, but she's completely smitten with him. When Scarlet wasn't around, he even tried to seduce me. I was disgusted with him from that day onwards. I can feel him undressing me with his eyes whenever he looks at me.

"I will drop you at home" he offered.

"No thank you. I'm heading to my workplace"

"Oh, then I will drop you there. I can't let my girlfriend's best friend take a cab when I'm free," he smirked.

"No thanks. After all, don't you have class in half an hour?" I inquired, recalling his schedule that Scarlet had shown me this morning.

"Half an hour is plenty of time, kitten," he said, throwing his arm around my shoulder. I shrugged his hand away from my shoulder and stepped away.

"As I said, I'll manage," I said as I walked away from him with a tight-lipped smile. I despise the way he talks and don't even get me started on the nickname he calls me when Scar isn't around. I swear he'll get himself into trouble one day. I'm just hoping he doesn't drag me along with it.

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Evenings at 'Petit Monde,' the cafe where I work, are always busy, but today was especially stressful because one of the employees was on leave and I had to manage his table as well. I was already tired and my feet were aching from the high heels. ....