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05|Feef and Dan

The result of the final year exam had arrived three days ago. Feef got straight A* in all her subjects but scored the highest marks in her Chemistry and Biology class, and the second highest in her Physics class. Mustafa got the highest marks in her Physics while Dan scored the highest in Econ, Math, and Addmath. Overall they were happy because their expected grades were straight A*s but Feef still was unhappy at scoring 88 on her Add Math paper on which Dan scored a 99.

"I'm jealous of your Addmath score," she had said to Dan who smiled widely showing his beautiful teeth.

"We'll ensure you get a similar score as mine on your CIE," he said putting his arm around her neck.

"I just can't understand these girls moping about their score. I got a solid 52 on my Urdu paper yet I'm happy as fuck that I passed, " Haris said rolling his eyes.

"How come you fucking passed? Show me your paper," Azeem asked him.

"I left it on my class desk for people like you to take inspiration from it," he said smirking.

"You were supposed to take your paper home instead of leaving it on display in the classroom," Tayyaba said.

"Didn't want to take the trash home. You should be glad I didn't throw it in the trashcan where it deserved to be," he quipped earning an eye roll from Tayyaba and Feef.

"What did Mrs Sualeha comment on your report card regarding your performance in her class?" Amna asked Haris.

"Urdu buhat kamzoor hai, karkardagi buhat mayooskun rahi hai, inhe CIE mai pass honey key liye buhat mehnat karni paregi. Jitna waqt Larkiyon per dhiyan deney mai guzartey hain uska aadha bhi Mazmoon aur tarjumey per denge tou pass tou InshaAllah ho hi jayenge," he read out loud without an ounce of embarassment which got everyone to laugh.

"She is savage!"

"That woman had a problem with eveything I did," he retorted.

"You cheated blatantly in her class, barely paid attention and threw fart bombs near her chair. You should be glad she didn't fail you or write that in your gradebook."

"I wasn't the only one who did that but she didn't say anything to Hasan Maniyar. It was always me getting targeted. But Thank God she didn't write all that because can't have mom angered more than she already is," he said gratefully. They discussed their grades and laughed at the comments given by their subject teachers and hugged their acquantainces before heading home since they were going on the prep break and it was officially the last day of school.

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Dan had been the chauffeur of Feef for the entire day. They had gone to their Chemistry and Physics tuitions together in the morning since their CIE were on their heads and they had been given the exam prep break from school. After that Dan had driven them to Mirchilli to eat gappa ghotala and dosa, since Feef craved to eat that chattarpattar.

"Here try it," she said, shoving the spoon with gappa ghotala near his mouth.

"Not bad," he said after tasting it.

"Not bad, it fucking lit! It's the right amount of meetha and the best thing it's a hygienic version of thela wala gol gappey. I can eat it all day everyday!" She said shocked.

"I can't understand your love for meetha," Dan smiled looking at her while she enjoyed her food. The way her eyes twinkled, her lips outstretched looking at her food and she danced while eating it, was a sight for sore eyes. Dan couldn't understand how he had fallen in love with her. Where Feef was a sucker for meetha, Dan was more of a salty and spicy food fan. Their food preferences were completely opposite. Where he could at max eat one or two gulab jamun, she literally could gobble the entire box. She would skip her meals for meetha which baffled him. She was completely crazy and weird because she was someone who would eat biryani mixed with zarda, rusk with daal, puri with halwa dipped in cholay salan and would dunk her omelet wrapped in rusk in tea. The combinations disgusted him, she wanted everything sweet and if not then a combo of sweet and spicy, sweet and salty, sweet and sour, even bittersweet and he couldn't understand why.