The Arranged Marriage

In the Past: So he thinks he's the BOSS of me?

I am so sorry that I haven't been writing. Wattpad deleted this chapter and I had to rewrite it and I completely forgot what I wrote in here.

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Aisha POV

"Friday May 8. Are you free?", Riley questions me. "No. She's not", says a deep voice from somewhere to my right. I look over to place a face to the voice. Oh no! Its him. "Yes I am Riley. Please book me for that museum tour", I advise the poor girl who looks confused. As she walks away, I turn to Sahil. "What do you think you're doing?", I snap at him. "Just telling her the truth", he says nonchalantly. "And what might be this truth you speak of?", I question further. "Did you not get the memo? You and I have something that night", he says. "Yeah-no. We don't have anything that night", I say, then after a pause, add "Or any other night for that matter." "What do you have next?", he asks in ignorance of what I just said. "Um, I'm done for the day?", I pose as more of a question than a statement. "Great, then we can talk", he commands. "Talk? About what?", I question. Fortunately, or unfortunately, however you look at it, the bell saves me from talking to him any further. Until, I turn around and see him waiting for me at the door. Ugh! He doesn't look like he's ready to move, so, I take my time getting to him. I flash my most charming smile at him and continue on as if I didn't know that he was waiting for me. It doesn't take him too long to catch up to me though. "Why do you act like such a snob?", he huffs. I chuckle, "This coming from the guy who practically lives in a mansion? And how in the world do I act like a snob?". "You act like a goody-two shoes, you wear conservative clothes, you don't speak up much in class, and you don't seem to have that many friends. Wait never-mind, that was a nerd. So I guess that
makes you a nerd", he smirks. "First of all, I take complete offense at everything
you just said", I frown up at him. "Second of all, you've paid that much attention?", I ask while trying to keep the smile that's trying to fight its way onto my face. "Well that doesn't give you any reason to be smiling. Like a cheshire cat." Well that took the smile right off my face. "So what are you doing today?" "Uh my friends and I are meeting later at this place." "Can I join?" "I don't know. I mean, they may not be super comfortable with you there." "Don't worry about them and just text me the details." "Is this your way of asking for my number?" "Maybe it is and maybe it isn't", that infuriating boy replies before sauntering away.

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