Can't Live Without You

First day of school

Hey Guys now i think its time to give this story a little twist. I'm starting the POV parts. Hope you like it.

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Umar Pov

I got out of the bus first. To every ones suprise yah even the bus driver looked tensed. I walked towards my class aas quickly as i can ignoring the stares i was offered with. I didnt cared about the bell i just wanted to be alone and the class before the bell was the perfect place. I couldn't stop thinking about that girl. I was scared pf her attraction and also felt pity for her to be in the same situation as me. I quickly shook of my thoughts. I took out my iPhone and my headphones. I turned on the music to calm my self. At times when i have no Quran with me i need music to clear my thoughts. It also happenes to be used on special occasions and seriously this is that occasion. After 5 minutes or so the bell rang and i was forced to close my iphone. The class started to fill up with students and all took their respective seats with their respective partners. I was alone. Yup like who would wana sit with a weird Muslim in a place like this?? I had the front row right infront of the teachers table. When all the kid settled down the teacher came in and so did that beautiful Muslim girl. Why the hell am i every time putting the word beautiful before her. I must need help. The teacher cleared hr throat to silent the students. That never realy tends to work. Then she yells the word " silence class " that at the end works out fine. Then she startes to speak " students i would like you to meet Aiza Khan. She is a new srudent in our class and i would want you all to cooperate with her." Wow a nice speach which even 10% ofbthe class just ignored. " Now class the fun part, who's partner will she be?" The teacher grinned as she said that and all the living eyes in this room pointed toward me . Damn it why didnt i get absent today??? I asked my self. Teachers can be real mean and my one proved it " Yes i too think she will be just fine with you Umar?" I didnt say anything so the teacher saked me " is there a problem Umar because i cant any one better than you in this class?" I just gave her a nod of no and leaned back into my chair. The teacher said " very well now thats settled." With that she confirmed Aiza to the vacant seat next to me. She settled down and we both drew our chirs a little farther from each other. The teachrr started her lesson and i didnt paid a single minute attention to it. I just couldnt resest the smell of roses that came from her. Her innocence was irresestable. She never made eye contact but i could feel her modesty her purity. The rest of the classes were the same their narrow thinking always ended up with me and her as partners.

At the cafeteria i use to have a vacant table but because of the less number of tables and me being ignired by boys and her being away from all humans we even had to share the table. Not like sitting besife her. She was on one corner and i on the other. The rest of the day was not bed not good. I was also chosen last on the team for dodgeball. There was no sign of her in the place.

At the end of the day it rained luckyly i am always forced an umbrella whenever its predicted to rain. I stood on the walk with my umbrella and then i am damned to see her on the other side with nothing but a hoodie to over her scarf to cover her. I didnt had the guts to go to her to even talk to her. To share an umbrella was like kissing a snake. I just barely ripped my thoughts away when my feet moved my them selves i crossed the road and slowly went toward her. I streached out my umbrella and said " Please use this umbrella you need it more than i do." She shyly took the umbrella and muttered a thanks. Tthen i came home all wet and soaked up till my shoes. I came home an opened the door i quickly went to my room and changed my cloths. Then i came down to see by butler Frank greeting me. He is the first non Muslim to respect us. Athough he has to cuz its his job. " Sir your lunch is served on the table and Mam is waiting for you." I gave him a nod and went to the dinning hall. I saw my mom waiting for me on the table. I went to her and greeted her " Aslam-u-Alikum mother." She greeted my back " Waalakum-Asalam Umar why did you go directly to your room all wet son wherr is yoir umbrella?" I replied " Mom i gave it to a girl, she needed it." She nooded in satisfaction. My mother always understood me and was not one of the strict ones. After the dinner i went to my room and sat on my bed. I didnt had anything to do so i opened my facebook account. I never had much to do on facebook either just used it when i was assinged some group task and i had to communicate with others or when i am major bored. I had no nortifications or request that was unusaly usual. But when i saw the message part there was one. Who on earth would message me i hope its not my Aunt form Pakistan who is planning to come here for a visit. To my suprise it was Aiza. I couldnt believe my eyes. How did she find me anyway? She senta. Thanks and a happface with it. I wrote welcome in reply. She talked backed in less than a second and said ill bring the umbrella tomorrow back to you. Ok now i felt offended ii wrote no need keep it you might need it its a rain prediction tomorrow too. She just sent a happyface. I asked her how did she get my id? And she replyed i searched you and ahe also complicated me by you arent that anti-social you know? As a matter of fact i didnt. I just wrote am i ??? In reply she again sent a happy face and went offline i too didnt message her again.