We meet again.

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On the day of wedding, I wore my dress. Everyone looked beautiful. My sister was always beautiful. She had worn a beautiful gown that looked light and fit her body perfectly. She put on the makeup beautifully. I never put on makeup one of the reason was I did not like and another was I did not know how to put. We all went to the wedding hall.

I, my sister and our aunts stayed in a same table. They started praising how beautiful my sister looked. Some of them even asked if the idea for the gown was like of those Disney princesses. She looked like a princess. They did not talk much about me. I felt a little sad in my heart thinking why I was not beautiful like her. I also wanted to be praised.

We stood for photographs. Even the camera man took a lot of photos of my sister. After a few minutes, when we all were separated, my big aunt, told me, "Why did you wear so heavy dress? It does not suit you too. You look fatter in this heavy dress. Look at Rozie, she looks like a princess." I did not say anything to her just smiled awkwardly.

I went to the bathroom and saw myself in mirror. I thought to myself, why am I not beautiful. Even though my dress was expensive than my sister's, she looked pretty. I know she was better than me and though she was younger than me she was my idol figure. I admired her. I was never jealous of her, however the people around me always made me feel my sister was better than me. They always compared us. I did not cry in the bathroom. I managed my expression and went out. Just when I went out from the bathroom door. I saw a familiar figure.

Although the bathrooms for male and female were different, the wash basins were in the middle. I was surprised to see him. It was Charlie. The last time when I saw him he looked different. So, today I almost could not recognize him. He looked really handsome and charming in the suit which fitted him perfectly. At first I thought he was someone else and that was my illusion until he smiled at me. I smiled back at him. He said, "We meet again." I do not know maybe because I was sad when I first met him I had not listened to his voice properly and had not looked at him properly. Today, I felt his voice manly and really pleasant for normal human ears to hear. I smiled and replied him, "Yes, but how come you are here?" He said that his father knew my uncle by some business and they were invited. He asked me the same. I said the groom is my uncle.

Just before any of us spoke anything else, my smallest aunt interrupted us and greeted both of us. She said that Charlie is his brother from her mother's side. We did not talk much and just went apart on our own ways from there. After all the ceremony ended, at home in my bed, I thought about Charlie. I felt he was handsome and polite and a good person however I still had feelings for Tyler.

A few days later, my results came. I did well. After the results, I thought to myself, only if I do not have to spend this year also alone I would have been excited for this year. However, I guess this year would be the same. The next day, we were told before classes we had to be present in the hall. So, I directly went to the hall. There our school's one high member gave speech about telling us to study hard and maintain discipline. At last what he said made me happy. He said, we will be assigned in different classes according to our results from first year. I had average grades. Although everyone in the class will be my competitors, I was happy that I will be able to make friends.

As expected after introducing, I sat with two new friends Samantha and Kylie. They were good to me. We ended up sitting together because we three were from three different sections and others had their own group of three. When few weeks passed, they were good to me. But still I was afraid what if they had different motive like Monica and Jammie.

One day, after lunch both of them did not wanted to attend the class. So, they suggested bunking the class. I was afraid to bunk. We were not allowed to go out of the school in the school hours. Although different classes had different schedules and some classes will have lunch time and no one will notice us. I was afraid, but after they said me to bunk with them, I could not say no because I will be alone in class. And what if they will not talk to me in future if I did not join them. Also, it was just about one lecture. So, I joined them. We went to canteen and stayed there and chatted and to spend more time we went to library. However, they made me bunk many times after that. I also somewhat liked it and joined them until my first exam's result went real bad and I failed.

I failed. I regretted a lot. My parents also asked me why I was not studying properly. Then, my father told that I will be studying extra class from now on. So, the next day after he said, there was a tuition center, which was 15 minute walk from my home. It was a small center. There were not many students 4 boys and 3 girls. We talked properly with each other. In school also, as Samantha and Kylie had also failed, we stopped bunking classes. I started concentrating on my studies.

After three weeks passed, in the tuition center, I was a little late, so I sat at the edge. The desks were arranged in an L style and the front part was covered and then in the middle our teacher sat. In one part girls sat and on the other boys sat. I was on the edge.

Just in the middle of the class, I felt chills running through my body. Because the person who sat on the other edge Scott, had placed his hand on my thighs from down the table. I made sure no one was looking and I grabbed his hand to push away his hand. But… but he grabbed my thighs. I could not do anything. I felt really scared and also what if anyone else sees. What will they think about my character? So, I asked the teacher to go to toilet. I immediately stood up and went out.

I locked the toilet door and breathe in and out to calm myself. However, I did not want to go back. But I also could not slap him in front of everyone. I could do that but I was afraid that I would be earning an enemy if I do that. I did not want any trouble in my life anymore after what Tanie and Monica had done. I returned. I sat down. Five minutes passed, I did not feel his hand on my thighs but… but he started running his legs on mine. I tolerated. I remained calm on my face but I was sweating from fear and already dying inside. He ran his leg's finger and pinched my leg. I then stayed in the same place but moved my leg to the other side. I could not concentrate in the whole class and I wanted the class to end super-fast.

I thought that he will not do that again but I did not expect him to pull my legs by his legs. I again moved my leg to the other side, but he did the same and harassed my legs until the class finished although I tried a lot to stop him under the table. But 5 minutes before the class ended, he kept his hands on my thighs again. I kept my hand on his and grabbed to stop him. But he ran his hands along my thighs even though I was grabbing his hand tightly to stop him. I then pinched him. His hands went away but his legs were still there. Finally the class ended. I rushed towards my home. After I reached home, I went to shower and I rubbed my legs and thighs where he touched so much and really hard whilst I was crying. After a few minutes, I went out from toilet. I said my mom I was not hungry and not to disturb me because I had to study. I locked my room. I sat near to my bed feeling disgusted and then a message popped up.