My brown hair was hanging in waves of curls with a small hair clip pinned to the side, and I wore a black and white polka dot smock dress with a black cardigan and white converse shoes. I applied some eye liner to my eyelids, blush on my cheeks and a clear gloss to my lips. My mom always pushed me to dress well.
"First impressions matter, Alaya; you are a reflection of your father and me," I thought to myself as I took one last look in the mirror before reaching for my rucksack and descended down the stairs.
"You're going to be late, Alaya," my mom warned. "Because you've already wasted so much time, I've packed you a lunch that you can have at the University."
"Mum, I'm not going to be late," I protested, rolling my eyes. "I'm going to get the 7.50 a.m. bus, which will get me to campus in 40 minutes, and I'll still have 20 minutes before the tour begins."
I grabbed the tiny lunch box from my mum's hands and kissed her on the cheek. "Wish me luck, love you," I said to my mum as I walked out the front door.
Here goes I thought to myself.....
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Un-Arranged Love
RomanceAlaya Khan, an 18-year-old British Pakistani girl, goes about her daily existence as any other young lady. Alaya has no idea what she's getting herself into when she meets Alex Scott, a strong-willed, charming, smart, talented guy on her first day o...
