Arya's Pov
The journey from home to school was ofcourse fucking hectic. The man who was sitting beside me was literally snoring and was about fall until the ticket conductor shouted at top of his voice.
Oh god and now I am infront a building which is about to give me enough education for me to survive.
I see other children smiling at each laughing, giggling, holding hands and I just don't know what is exciting about school, friends and shit.
"Arya, your room no. is 231" a man(sir) instructs me.
"Oh alright" I say and enter into the building, the front is open, and at the end there is a stage for morning assembly I suppose.
The classes happen to be at sides, there are balcony like things, god knows who had made such a building.
As I enter my newbie classroom, I am warmly welcomed by my teacher and my childhood friend maybe Jake, he wraps me into a hug and tears roll down his eyes.
After sometime I loosen his grip and he starts talking rubish, I don't know what the fuck he was talking about.
Just then our ma'am starts marking roll numbers, yeah another boring thing!!
When will our final exams come?!
[Written: 11/12/21]
[Edited: 26/03/23, 17:15pm]
PS: if even after this edit, there are mistakes then even God can't save me!! So please don't mind my mistakes.
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