Coco Meadows was working on a project all by herself. Or more accurately, she was working on a group project all by herself. She was up all night working to make the project report as perfect as possible. She felt tired and exhausted. It was not unlike Coco to always be the only one working hard while others pretended to give the same amount of effort.

Coco Meadows was a hard-working and ambitious college student majoring in Computer Science. She was known as one of the brightest students in her department. Coco believed that there is always a method and a sequence of steps that must be followed in order to accomplish any certain task. Among her fellow peers and faculties everyone admired her intelligence and her determination and Coco herself was proud of those qualities. But, whenever there was a prospect of group work all her confidence would be rattled.

It was not as if Coco was unable to perform efficiently in a group situation, she could perform extraordinarily if everyone followed a perfect pattern. For instance, her group mates had had multiple discussions and after a lot of confusing and unnecessary arguments they divided the work among themselves. The final submission date was today and they were each supposed to hand out their part to Coco three days ago so that she can assemble and edit it properly. But it seemed like after that last group meeting all her group mates had disappeared from the face of the planet. Every time she tried to communicate with them, she ended up being avoided by them . And now, almost like all her experience with group projects, Coco was stuck doing all the work by herself.

Finally, after finishing the three thousand word report her work was over. Coco laid her head down on the desk for some well-deserved rest but suddenly her phone starting ringing. Coco picked up her phone to see the caller ID. It was one of her group mates Olivia. She was feeling annoyed by her group mates and didn't want to answer the call but nevertheless answered the call in her phone.

"Hey C, did you complete the entire work?", asked Olivia over the line.

"After an entire night of analyzing and writing without a moment of sleep or any dinner I completed our group project", answered Coco without any emotion.

"Oh cool. I feel so bad, you had to do the work for all five of us", replied Olivia.

'Not even a thank you or even a hint of remorse', Coco thought internally.

"Is there any specific reason you called me for?"

"Yes", Olivia said in a strident tone, "Mrs. Anne has made tomorrow the last date for the report submission. Isn't that amazing?"

Coco's reaction to this piece of information was somewhere between shock and horror. She was mostly horrified for having to wake up an entire night when she could have completed the report in a more relaxing manner.

"What?"

"I know! I was shocked too but at least you completed it. Make sure to hand over the report to Mrs. Anne as soon as possible, Bye!"

To say that she was annoyed would have been an understatement but she decided this was not the time to be angry or frustrated. It is almost a forty minutes' walk from the college library to her apartment. She looked at her watch and saw that it was six o'clock in the morning.

'I can't believe I stayed up for eleven hours straight to complete this report', she thought. 'Oh well, I should head home and get some sleep'

* * *

Coco was walking all the way home. It had rained the entire night and so the sidewalks were filled with puddles. She was tired, hungry and covered with mud splashes. Coco was feeling miserable and wanted to go home as soon as possible.

She was standing by the zebra cross waiting for the traffic lights to change. Even though it was about six thirty in the morning the sky was dark and it felt like a storm is coming and Coco didn't have any umbrella with her.

'Only two more blocks and then I will finally be home. I can't wait to sleep all day', Coco thought to herself.

As soon as the traffic lights turned red she started crossing the road. All of a sudden her legs were starting to feel heavier and heavier. She tried to cross the road as fast as she could but it felt like her legs were made of lead. From the corner of her eyes  she saw a bus coming towards her in an uncontrollably high speed. She still tried her best to get out of the way, yet it felt as if her legs stopped working. Her legs were rooted at its place and it didn't seem as if the bus will stop either.

She tried and tried to move her legs but it felt like some unknown force was holding her in place and not letting her go. She could only watch in fear and horror as the bus kept rushing directly towards her without any signs of stopping or steering in any other direction. She started to feel scared and terrified, she did not want her life to end like this.

The last thing she felt was the immense pain in her body as the bus hit her.