All this while, we walked, listening to these voiced tweets. I flinched at each gossip about me. My ears burned. Not from anger, but from embarrassment. It didn't help that the two bitches walking side by side, were smiling ear- to- ear.
I stopped walking when I was just a few steps away from my class. If this was the situation when we walked the corridors, imagine the horror inside my own class. I held my stomach. “Argh, I'm not feeling well today. I just got my period. Cramps are such a motherfucker, you know. Ow!” 
I knew they didn't buy my lie. I bet Khushboo remembered that I got my period two weeks ago. So when I turned to the opposite direction, they stopped and pushed me. 
Towards my doom. 
“You can't do this! You can't put me in that shithole. People will—” 
“Oh, we can and we will do this.” Ayesha cut me off, wearing a malicious smile. 
“That's what friends are for, right?” 
It wasn't like I had a choice. Colleges weren't like schools where you could afford tutions, in case you missed something. Classes meant everything. 
It seemed like a scene straight out of a horror movie where the victim entered a dark room, only to be devoured by supernatural bitches. A shiver ran down my spine as I felt not one, not two, but- several pairs of eyes on me. I paled. My hands clutched to the traditional designed handbag as if it were my shield. Somehow I mustered the courage to look around for a spare seat. I just about made my way when someone called my name, making me flinch. I recognized her as the hoe who used to nag me for answers during exams. She almost dragged me by the hand for a small talk with her group when we heard something that made her stop.
“Sir is coming.” 
Never did these three words sounded like a lifeline in the past four years of my college. I could kiss his feet right now. I slipped away from her and found an empty seat at the back. I wasn't a back bencher, but today was a an exception of all exceptions. 
I let out a sigh of relief. Finally, I was alone. 
“Na-ta-shaa~” Someone called in a sing- sang voice. I whipped my head to see Shivani and Devki heading towards me. I gulped.
Guess I said that too soon. 
Surprisingly, they didn't interrogate me during the class. Just made a small, normal conversation. However their attitudes changed drastically after the classes ended, successfully trampling my faith on all humans. 
“What did she say again, Devki?” Shivani asked. Her face turned mockingly serious as she tried imitating my voice, “Chill ladies! Being single is no big deal.” 
“I mean we will be committed for half of our lives. Even more so why the desperation?” Devki joined her with a scoff. “Be single, my foot!” 
“We actually felt good when you said that before. It reassured us that if girls like you can be single, then we can be, too.” Shivani's face was literally slapping against mine when she glared at me. I drew back, getting uncomfortable. “But no! You trolled us big time. Not only you happened to be dating, but the man you were with, just turned out to be the heartthrob of our class. Do you know how many girls are burning with jealousy right now?” 
“I...” I tried to find my voice of reason admist her outburst. I forced a nervous smile. “But I'm not dating him. We were just... hanging out. ” 
“Oh~” Devki raised her brows. “Let's see. Rithik was invited to 'hang out' with a couple of girls but he rejected them and came for you. His intentions were clear as day. Anyone could tell he was head over heels for you, just from the way he was looking. You were no better either. We weren't watching, but whenever we happened to cross paths, we were convinced you were not the Natasha we know. You were lost in your own world, completely carefree and happy with him. I don't know much about the dating world but even I can tell that it looked nothing like ‘hanging out’ or a ‘one time date’ to me.”