The Classy Thirteen

Parc de I'Orangerie

Sara's POV:

"Mumma are you free today?" I asked my mom as she placed my breakfast on the dining table.

"No I'm going to shopping with your aunt, why did you ask?" She raised a brow.

"Actually Aditya is coming back today so I'll have to recieve him from the airport." I replied.

"Oh, ask your dad then." She said before heading towards the kitchen.

"Dad are you free?" I looked at my dad who was busy watching news in the living room.

"Yeah I am but I don't feel like going anywhere today sweetie, you can ask your friends." He replied.

"That's so mean." I sighed before heading towards my room.

What should I wear?

Wear anything Sara, you ain't going on a date.

I opened my closet and after thinking for like 2000 years straight, I found myself wearing a navy blue coloured crop top and a pair of baggy jeans.

After I was done straightening my hair, I looked at myself in the mirror.

"Oh you look so fine, Sara Mehra!" I complimented myself.

I grabbed my phone and purse before I headed outside and took a ride down the stairs. I didn't need to use the elevator because Ayra's apartment is on the 27th floor and I live on the 28th.

I pressed the door bell as soon as I reached there. To my surprise, I couldn't get any response after waiting for like 4-5 minutes. I scrolled through my phone and called Ayra.

"Hello! What do you want?" She yelled as soon as she picked up the call, her voice sounding a bit heavier than usual.

"What do you mean by this? Where are you?" I asked.

"At home, isn't that obvious?" She replied.

"If you're at home then why the hell aren't you opening the door? I've been waiting here for like 15 minutes and you're acting clueless about the door bell." I exaggerated.

"Oh actually I was sleeping so I didn't hear it." She replied.

"Are you serious? Sleeping? It's literally 9:00 AM already, we are getting late!" I cried.

"Late for what? None of us have any classes before 11:00 AM, also I'm not going today I'm sick." She gasped.

"Now what happened to you? Wait! Can you please open the God damn door?" I was trying really hard to not to use any swear word.

"Oh sorry I'm really sorry, Vivaaann!! You dumb kid can you please open the main door? Didn't you hear the door bell? Sara is waiting there!" She screamed enough louder that it almost gave me a mini attack in the heart.

"Going!" Vivaan replied, I could hear him through the phone.

"Hi!" He smiled after he opened the door.

"Hello." I smiled back before walking straight towards Ayra's room.

"Hey woman!" Ayra who was laying in bed, smiled at me as soon as I entered her room.

She was clearly sick, her face was pale and nose was red.

"What happened to you?" I went closer to her.

"Stop! don't come any closer, I don't want you to be sick like me." She raised her left hand.

"I just want to check your body temperature, let me do it." I replied.

"I already did it Doctor Sara, it's 103°" She stated.

"Wh-what? You need to go to the hospital!" I commanded.