A Boy and A Girl.

Scarred.

A/n:
Ohk! So thank you all the lovely people reading my book. I love you all so much!

I love writing, and your views encourage me to write better and more often. Thank you all of you.
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Aisha POV.

Its a Tuesday morning, I have just woken up and I am staring at Prince's photo, he is smiling at me from my bedside table.

People normally detest Mondays, they say, it reminds them they have to work and is a bad end to the weekend.

I, on the different note, like Mondays, but hate Tuesdays.

Tuesdays have always been bad days for me. In school, I used to have all the worst of my subjects without even a break on Tuesdays.

In college, Tuesdays were assigned as our test day, so, a bad test every Tuesday.

Even today, when I am doing my dream job, I hate Tuesdays.

On Mondays I am excited to go to work, but I am so lethargic on Tuesdays.

But today was different.

Although I still was lethargic, today was my last day at work, after this I have a fortnight holiday.

I cheered up thinking about my wedding and rushed from my bed into the bathroom.

I walked out of the bathroom in a bath robe on my body and a towel in my hair. I chose an outfit for work today.

It was a red buttoned up shirt, and a cremé pencil skirt. I dried my hair, and pulled it into a tight, neat and pretty ponytail.

Grabbing my bag and my phone, I walked out of my room to the living room.

I relaxed on the recliner and called Prince, my fiancé, we have been together since high-school.We are getting married next week.

When we first met, I was in the 11th grade, and not exactly pretty, I was chubby, immature, insecure and not a girl guys would like to date.
Over the years, I have changed, managed to become thin if not skinny, and pretty too.

I glanced at the watch, it was time I left for work.

I bade Prince a goodbye on the call and took my car keys as I walked outside.

I drove to my office building and went inside.

I am an immunologist. I work in a laboratory and try to make vaccines and various other medicines. I get paid pretty well, and it has always been my dream to do this. I love my job too much.

I walked into the laboratory to see my colleagues and assistants, peering over a new sample.

I walk to the table,"Hello guys! What is that?"

"It is the same culture you made yesterday. It has grown rapidly and I think this time, this will cure Alzhimers." my assistant Anna gushed.

I beamed at the news and walked to the place. Yes, these tiny creatures had grown fast. I had managed to synthesise these protein producing organisms, which reproduce this fast.

I noted down my observation and put the paper in to the fire-proof safe.

I put on my lab coat, gloves and mask and resume my experiments.

A new boy walked into the laboratory, he looks like a newly pass out, he was made the assistant of one of my colleagues.

All of us continued our works, silently and busily.