She clipped a safety pin to fix the torn strap for now and ran inside the campus. Her father who sat inside the car noticed all this and tried to stop her .

' You could trip over it . Let's get a new one ,come with me '

A huge sigh escaped her lips , shaking her head quickly she ran past the gate showing a thumbs up . He smiled watching her excitement knowing how important this day is for her . She has been practicing for months , and the audition day is finally here . All nights he would sit holding the bluetooth speaker on his lap while she sways along the rhythm.

His daughter is not like the other girls , he had realised this long back . When all her friends chose Fashion , Law , Medicine as their line his little girl wanted to do Molecular Engineering.

Molecular engineering is an emerging field of study concerned with the design and testing of molecular properties, behavior and interactions in order to assemble better materials, systems, and processes for specific functions. He remembered reading something like this on wiki the day she told him about her choice . He understood nothing though, for he was a man who rather worries about buildings than molecules .

The admission process also didn't seem much difficult , her merit scores were all enough . But he was worried about one thing though , her social life. There were hardly any students who preferred that course . Even in school she didn't have many friends and chose books as her one and only love . A typical first bench nerd she is .

His wife would always taunt him for pampering and bending the rules at home. She was equally worried but wanted to blame him for all that . Not a day he had said no as an answer when it comes to his child . All because of you , is the only thing she'd say when he comes up with new theories about their daughter.

Surprisingly, they found out another thing that excited her as much as books did , dance . That could be a medium through which she could learn to connect with people , they felt fine.

Today was the audition for the upcoming Inter College Competition which could be step one for the state and national level events. Of course she wanted to ace this damn well .

The selection was yet to start , she waited at the corridor outside the auditorium practising the steps one last time before the event. Looking around she found almost everyone had a crew or atleast a partner with them for the show except her . Was she worried ? No. Obviously she believed in her sole talent. It's just that when she sees people grouped up like that with their own circle , she feels a little different about herself .

Her parents wouldn't agree and scold her like anything if they come to know this ,but the main reason why she doesn't make friends is because she feels small , defected before them.

It all started when she was 5 , everyday the teacher would randomly pick each kid to read the sentence on the board. Never did come her chance after that only time when she took an entire half and hour period to read the word, aeroplane. Her 5 year old brain was smart enough to read the hesitation in the Mam's eyes whenever she'd gaze upon her and call the other girl instead.

During her 5th grade they were asked to hold hands and stand in pairs throughout their school excursion. That day made her realise people always go for the best , and leave the rest behind, carelessly. They have all the right to do what they want but the way it made her feel , she didn't like that at all .

At first she chose books as a distraction from people and the impact they had on her but later on she started falling in love with it . Funny how her mind and mouth worked in extremely opposite directions , putting her up first in all the subjects everytime.

This could be an inferiority complex but she didn't like to name it cause at a certain age she realised life could be super good as far as she did things that excited her . Maybe some are incapable of that , so this complex hole is present in everyones life , only the shape differs , she understood.

Today she is a carefree confident girl . It didn't happen in one day , but the journey itself was worth it. Self love above all , her Dad's favourite quote , her's too .

She pulled up her leg for the stretches ,leaning on the wall still. By then the coordinator was there , distributing badges to all the candidates . She went and collected her's which itself looked like a medal actually , with the register number etched on the metal.

The serial number on it scared the hell out of her . 143 . No way she's gonna make it on time back home . Her parents are gonna be so mad at her for missing it . Why today only ! Sighing huge she wore it around her neck and kissed it once ,thinking that would bring her luck.

Soon the commotion at the parking caught her attention . The bus looked like a mess down there . She quietly stood there noticing things one by one and soo did it fell on her sight . Her eyes grew big immediately in shock after seeing that , she tried to shout and alert but she just couldn't. Petrified , she looked ,and before she knew she removed the medal from her neck , wounded the ribbon around the metal to make something hard out of it and threw it in that direction with full force .

The full leap she made against the short corridor wall to bring that force ended up dangerous for her , unfortunately , she slipped . For a second she could've held onto the wall and balanced herself , infact she actually did that only . Practising on the bare feet seemed easy , so she always removed her slippers , and today , clipped off the safety pin to strap out the slippers and had kept them aside. In those few seconds in desperate search of balance she stomped over the slipper , pointed end of the pin to be precise which led her to hold on with one leg failing to give anything but zero balance.

A loud thud was heard when Immaculate - 3rd year Molecular Engineering - beauty nerd -bookworm - boring chick , fell off the third floor auditorium corridor .

Slow breathes escaped her lips as she watched people surrounded around . It was extremely difficult to keep her eyes open now. What about the audition ? Tear drops ran down her eyes in no time.

' Ambulance , soon ! '

' Oh my god , Imma !!'

' Make way , move . '

Were the last words she heard before everything went dark .