ENAMOUR LOVE

Chapter 43.

AMYRAH.

I was in my place waiting for the professor to come. Oh yeah I'm officially in my 2nd year now and I'm so excited. I don't know what this year will bring me. Which adventurous path I will have to ride.

The preparation of our marriage has officially started and even I've selected both of my dresses. Well aunty did the designing and asked me to choose between 4 of her designs.

She is a fashion designer and she has a perfect sense of dressing. No doubt how Aaban has that trait. Well he looks handsome even in the most casual wear.

Still I'm shy of him and that kiss enhanced my nature. I won't be able to look him in the eye if I remember it. He was so casual after it as that wasn't something heart racing.

Lord even remembering that thing and those embarrassing conversations I want to dig up my own grave. How did I even talk about that and why the hell did I even start the conversation. 

How am I going to survive for the rest of my life if I don't stop embarrassing myself like this. That drunken state wasn't enough and now another embarrassing thing. Ughh!!! Why do I love embarrassing myself in front of him. 

The bell rang and the professor entered after a few minutes of it. There was a girl by his side. Who she might be? "Morning students." He greeted but received a low grumbling of morning in return.

"She is a transferred student, Parizay Ablah. I hope you will welcome her and get along well." He introduced her and asked her to take a seat.

She looked around and started walking and surprisingly sat beside my seat. She smiled at me and I smiled back at her. This is so new. Well don't trust anyone.

Aaban gave the lecture the entire ride telling me not to trust anyone, not to make the same mistake I did in 1 year with Sariya, don't be a doormat. Show your worth and what not but most importantly he told me to be confident.

Well he made me understand everything as if I'm a child. "Parizay." She extended her hand for the handshake.

"Amyrah." I shook her hand. She was about to say something but a boy's voice echoed in the class. "Excuse me, can I get in?"

"Yes." The professor called him and even introduced him to the class. Another new student but I was least interested in that. "So now class before starting I would like you all to give a big round of applause for the last semester topper. Amyrah Siddique."

The claps sound resonated in the entire class and I could feel everyone's gaze at me. Even scoring good became a doom for me. Why would he announce it like this? We aren't 5 or something and on top of that why would they all look at me at a time, can't they clap without looking at me.

"Oh my luck. I sat with a class topper." Parizay whispered beside me with a teasing smile on her face.

"It's nothing like that." I whispered back as the class started. The class went smoothly and it ended really fast.

"So, how is this Uni? Any bullies? Things to remember? Anything like that?" Parizay looked at me. She is so friendly and sweet.

"Nothing to worry about, it's nice here."

"So, you mean there is no excitement." She looked disappointed. What a strange girl?