"you gonna do that ,ryt?" His busy voice spoke out near her ear,making her nod her head meekly while tears slipped down her cheek" Thats like a good girl,your secret is secure with me " he moved back,his eyes scrutinizing her from head to toe ." So...
Don't hunt for love , those who deserves you will reach you- gypsy Hassan
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maal pov I squinted my eyes , finding it hard to shot up my eyelids . The sun had made its rise near the window , shattering it's rays through my curtains . Finally after trying a bit hard , I opened up my eyes . My hand moved up to my forehead , which was aching like a hell , my eyes felt completely dry as if there were no more tears left in it , my hands moved around the tear soaked face , which was rough and dry to touch.
I squinted my eyes , throwing my head back at the edge of the bed , trying to recole what happened last night when a realisation hit me , I shotted my head straight , surveying around the room eventually landing on the broken device , I dragged myself by knees, near the Device to get a better look of it , my thumb brushed on the cracks on the phone , I pressed the side button when the screen become blank and dead
" Shit " I cursed throwing it away .
" Amaal , it's already quarter 8 " mama voice echoed, making me to glance at the Wall clock and make a run for the washroom
I survived my reflection in the mirror , hands touching around my face while staring at the reflection, dark circles were so visible beneath the eyes , my eyes were bloody red due to crying all night , my face was soaked as if someone have squeezed the meat from it ,some hair stands falled on my face while some were tied in Messy bun , my pupil enormoused its size when a new baby bump poped up on my right cheek , I gronded looking at my -not less then zombie- face . I on the tap and splashed some water on my face and rinsed some on my mouth before starting with brushing .
After getting a quick shower, I hurried out with a towel covered my body , my hand shuffled the cabinet to find a retinol , I applied a thin amount of it on my new born pimples - I always get pimples when I stressed a lot . After pulling up with a sweatpants and oversized hoodies , I rushed out simultaneously combing my hair , I tighed it to a pony and pulled out a gray hijab and a cap from the drawer. To hide the dark circles, I applied a light cream - as i was not a big fan of makeup , make up always made me to feel caky and fake .
After i was done with my chore , I rushed to the front door and closed it behind me and jogged up to the bus station
~~~~ I straightened my cap to block the rays of sun hitting my face , my hands tighted around the clipboard , while scribbling it with the blue ink, noting down everything ms Yasmin was saying out.
" Let mark and Jenny be in the culture department " she vocifed , I noted the point giving a nod . My eyes trailed on the ground , staring around to see the students do some warm up , as I said I was not a sporty and I didn't like sports ,I had always sticked up myself as assistant to the school teacher during the events, so that I was out of choice to be selected for any game.
