Chapter Two

Sara isn’t that popular in her Hochschule due to her shy nature around new people. After five years, she barely interacted with other students and thought she was better off without any. Arriving in her classroom, she directly went to her seat, sitting down as if nothing or no one was with her. She might have gotten used to this well-known German culture, the stare and people minding their business. She places her iPad on her seat and, from that moment on, as in many famous high school movies, begins to outline her busy day. To have some cash to get around, which Sara doesn’t want to ask Mum, she works part-time on the weekends starting from Friday, on which she has no classes. With the nature of her mini-job as a waitress at this prestigious restaurant, a couple of guys have shown interest in getting to know her, but Sara, being Sara, wouldn’t buy their sincere feelings. Her days end pretty late at Elf.  It was a typical day for Sara. The weather wasn’t showing signs of getting better. It was raining the pretty opposite cat and dog. Taking her bag, she walked under the run to the tram station—something she is also accustomed to in Germany. “Echt jetzt,” she called out, giving an awful glance at the display screen, which states that the trams won’t be operated today. She sighs and quickly rushes to catch the earliest bus on the opposite side of the next street. Still out of breath, Sara was inquired by the young, captivating man on her left, who was the driver in front of the left side of the bus, if she was in a race or something. Sara looked up, and she was lost in her beautiful dark blue years for some straight seconds. “Entschuldigung, ich…” Returning to her senses, Sara apologized, and they chitchatted for a while. She was talking about awkward moments. The pair were pretty silent for most of the time. Not very soon, the bus took off, and Sara could feel the stares of the young driver from the steering. She alighted three stops before her usual spot to escape from this awkward driver. After disembarking from the bus, unlucky for her, she steps right into a puddle, wetting her new I-brand shoes she got from her mother as a birthday present. “Exactly what I needed!”. She cried out willingly. She walks for a while and comes to a halt as she observes the writings on the shop before entering to clean herself. But her luck proved her wrong for the second time. She was soaked with water by a sacred child who thought Sara was a ghost or something, all because the room was dark. “Oh, come on!”. She becomes outraged, and as she exits the shop, she gets stares from the other customers. She escaped her fatal scene and decided to show her luck that she was in control. She smartly notices a bike approaching and steps aside. She starts to smile, feeling very delighted. As a teen red-haired girl accidentally spills her hot chocolate near Sara, she moves aside and empties the cup on the pathway. Full of laughter now, she tells her inner self how lucky she is today, but due to her inattentiveness, she crosses paths with a young boy with groceries, bringing everything down with her. “What luck?”. Already guessing what might have happened to Sara Sabrina Müller, Sara’s only friend at the Hochschule, she couldn’t stop laughing about Sara’s insane morning rampage.