---Tasha's POV---

Okay, if I wanted to get through school today and probably the rest of my life I'm going to have to do this.

I took a deep breath and stepped out of the car.

"What the heck happen to you?" Aryesha asked.

"You know what happen? Oh my God! Tell me please, I don't remember anything. I even talked to the doctor yesterday and we talked. Someone screwed with my drink and I know that Sameera had connections with it,"I said.

She looked at me shocked.

"Why aren't you talking?" I asked.

"You drank?" She questioned.

"Women, my drink got spiked!" I said.

"Oh my God!" She said.

"Did something happen?" I asked again.

"I'm sorry, I don't know. I left early from there,"she said.

"Oh,"I said.

"Come on. We got class,"she said.

We both left. I hated the way guys would stare. I'm going to slap every single one of them.

We got to class and right in time because our professor walked in two seconds after us.

He gave us notes to take but my paper stayed blank for the most part. There was only one sentence on it. Plus, in college teachers don't care if you take notes or not, so I wasn't going to get in trouble.

I was thinking about what the heck happened. I felt my eyes get watery and just left the class.

That's something that I never did. I'll just get the notes from someone else. Or maybe I won't.

I went home and my parents were shocked to see me.

"Tasha, kya hua? You're early. Class canceled?" Mom asked.

I nodded no.

"Toh phir kya hua?" Dad asked.

I just hugged him and cried.

"Hua kya?" They asked both scared.

I told them what happen.

I expected them to say something but my mom slapped me.

"Why did you go to a party? Aur woh bi where there's alcohol,"she asked.

"They said there would be none there,"I said.

"I can't believe someone would do that to you,"Dad said.

"I told her, stop being so innocent people will take advantage but she doesn't listen,"mom said.

I didn't know how to respond to that.

"If I knew I had to see this day with her, I would have never have adopted her!" She yelled.

ADOPTED? I'M ADOPTED?

"Bus!" Dad said.

"I'm adopted?" I questioned.

"Yes,"he said sad.

"When were you going to tell me?" I asked.

I didn't let them answer I just went to my room and decided to make a drawing, but without paper and coloring utensils.

---Shehry's POV---

Damn! Tasha looked hot! Every guy had their eyes on her. She was wearing a button up denim shirt with ripped white jeans and heels.

Seriously, she's got to stop this! I'm not liking it.

"Shehry, we have class,"Hussain said.

"Right,"I said.

We left and got there before them. Two seconds later our professor showed up and we got started.

Unknowingly I started paying more attention to her then our professor. Why isn't she paying attention? That's so not her. She got up and left the class. Okay, that's definitely not her!

The class ended fifteen minutes later.

I was confused as to why she would do that. What is behind everything?

"Hey guys,"Aryesha said.

"Hey,"we said.

"Have you seen Tasha?" I asked.

"She went home,"she said. "Actually, I'm worried about her. Her text has scared me so I was hoping one of you could give me a ride to her house."

"What did she text?" I asked.

"Here,"she said giving me her phone.

---Text---

A--Why did you leave the class?

T--To figure stuff out.

A--Are you okay?

T--I'm working on a drawing.

A--I wanna see it. Since you left class for it, it must be important.

T--There is no paper or coloring utensils involved.

A--Then?

T--It's a drawing that I used to do in eight and ninth grade.

A--OH F*CK NO!!! I'M COMING!! DON'T BE STUPID!!

---END TEXT---

"I'm confused, what drawing? Espically no paper or art supply involved,"i said.

"She's drawing on her wrist,"she said.

"With what?" I asked.

"A razor,"she said.

A/N--outfit on top.