Can't Live Without You

Chaptet 10

Aiza's Pov :

"Aiza , where are you ?" , Mom's voice snapped in my ears as I made my way down the stairs . I was so busy listening the nasheed on Youtube that I didn't hear her shouting , and now God knows what she will do to me .

"Yes Mom."I answered her once reaching the kitchen . And to my utter amazement she was not mad at me , but instead smiled at me , and that was sort of confusing .

"Habibti , you know that from tomorrow your schools are starting so are you done with you left homework ?", Mom asked .

"Yes Mom , don't you worry I have completed my so called torturous homework."I replied her back and then again she was busy smiling and this time I couldn't stop myself from what was it and so I asked her .

"Mom , are you hiding something from your only daughter . Huh ? I mean it's rude."

"No Aiza , its just that when I was your age , I used to be just like you or it goes the other way round."

My Mom replied , and after hearing her reply I showered a Kiss on her cheek and headed back to my room . So yeah tomorrow is the first day of school but I am so reluctant to join school again . But whatsoever I have to go , no other option left . Sighs :(

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The next day I woke up late and not on time because of the messed up routine I used to follow in vacations . So I did everything in a hurry because I don't want to miss a Bus . And Alhamdulliah I reached there on time.

There was this guy continuously shooting glances at me. At first , I felt uneasy at first. But then he looked down . I guess he realized that it was wrong And after few minutes , I reached at my destination ; SCHOOL !

It was my first day at school in NewYork sice we moves from washington. It took me time to find my class i could tell it was hard. This school was like a maze. I had to ask for directions. I usulay dont talk But then the bell ranked, motioning that the first period has started and you know what the first period was of Chemistry , and urggh I hated Chemistry . The teacher entered the classroom and after greetings and formal introduction she assigned us a project , and that was astonishing . I mean , how can someone be so rude . How can you assigned your students a project on the very first day of school . Well, we were students and we powerless , no matter what , we have to abide the teachers' laws and that was not fair enough .

She started making pairs and as useual I was not paired with anyone yet as no one was left. I want her to pair me with any girl cuz its better than a boy. I am seriously bad at socializing with boys. But whatever , I want her to pair me with anyone , because I don't wanna so this project all alone . And then there was a tap on a door . We all turn our heads to look at who was there . And guess what ? It was the same guy from that bus and my sixth sense told me that he was from this class or soon become a part of our class and this what exactly happened . And then a sudden realization hit me that he will be the one being paired with me in this "so called " Chemistry project . Ya Allah I muttered silently to my self . And then the process of introduction began .

Teacher : "Are you new here ? What's your name ?"

Guy : " Yep ! I am new here . It's my first day here and my name is Umar."

With this , their conversation ended and I got to know his name . And at last , he was paired with me in this project thingy and then all the day was good , I mean nothing awkward or unusual happened !

On my way back to home , it was raining and today as I was in such a hurry I forgot to take an Umbrella with me and I was kinda cursing myself because I hated being wet and in general I hated rain . Then I heard someone say my name . I turned my head towards the direction of the voice and it was him again .

Umar : " Hey , take this."

I said nothing though

Umar: "Take it , you need it more then me . You can return me tomorrow , no issues ."

Me : "Thanks !"

At that time I needed umbrella so desperately so I took it from him without anymore arguments but decided to return him tomorrow .

After reaching home safely and changing clothes I headed towards the prayer room to offer Zuhoor prayer ( an act of worship ) . And the prayer room was just amazing I mean Alluring . The walls of the room were painted with Holy Kaba'ah and Holy Madinah and the room itself was so comforting . The moment I entered this room , believe me , all my worries are evaporated and I was left alone with my Creator , and this what made me feel blessed . Alhamdulliah , for Islam , I muttered to myself before starting the prayer . After offering Zuhoor prayer I opened Quran ( The Holy Book of Muslims ).
With that I exited myself from my favourite room and went in my room to take a short nap. And then I saw an umbrella in my room and it reminded me of umar so I decided to thank him there and then . I searched him on facebook and texted him thanks . He replied welcome in return . I learned he was a fellow Muslim. I felt good to see another Muslim and a respectful one that was told to me by the respect of lowering his gaze on me. I saw a hope a aditional strenght to see another person who bears with me the pain i go through. We had a small chat and he was friendly but respectful.