Little Miss Billionaire

Chapter 6: Bad boys

Hafsa's p.o.v

Ring, ring! Ah, stupid alarm clock. I should get a new one that's not as loud and annoying as this one. I go to the bathroom and take a quick shower. I grab a pair of white jeans and grab my maroon sweater like shirt. I make sure it goes below my hips. I have to be sure, I don't like wearing short shirts. Anyways, I grabbed a white necklace and two diamond bracelets. I grab my black and maroon hijab and pin it in place.

"Hafsa hurry, I have to go somewhere."

Seriously, Bilal should be more patient. One class with Mr. Wills, then he will stop being so impatient.

"Coming, I need to grab my shoes and bag".

I grab my white heels and white side bag and leave. I go downstairs and see Bilal, dressed up.

"Yay, I knew it, I knew this day would come! So who is it?" I ask, because he never dresses up.

"Hafsa, I'm confused"

"You're getting married, right?" I ask.

"Never in your wildest dreams." Hey he stole that from a song.

"Really, you stole that line from one direction best song ever" I say.

"Keep dreaming." He said and with that we left.

"Okay, the actual thing is, I'm going to go to university " he said out of nowhere.

"Wait didn't you say you didn't want to go and wanted to do something else with your life" I said.

"I decided to go and, I didn't tell anyone but when I graduated I got a scholarship to UCLA."

"Wait you kept that a secret for four whole years!" I screamed before me or Bilal could climb in the car.

"Geez, Hafsa you scream so loud, and sadly I know you can scream louder. Plus, it was four and a half years." Like that's any better.

"Today I need to go for an interview to make sure I still have my scholarship " he added.

"Good luck, Salam Bilal" I said.

"Thanks, Salam Hafsa." He said and left.

I was walking to class with my books. I shut my
locker then opened my phone replying to some messages when 'thud' I bumped into someone.

"Oww" I say when I land to the floor. The second I make it to the ground the boy who bumped into me and another boy with brown hair said 'owned.
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Jake's p.o.v.

"It's not fair, Jake gets all the girls" James pouted.

"Yup, I can get any girl" I said just to start an argument.

"Not true" James said.

"Oh yeah? Mention someone" I said smirking.

"I don-" James was cut off by Luke.

"Hafsa Iqbal" he said proudly.

"You mean Bilals sister?" I ask.

"Yah, you'll never get that chick. Pretty hard, but she is hot" Wow he's right.

"It's not like he's just going to see her anytime soon" Luke said.

Before I could answer I bump into someone. I look and see Hafsa.

"Owned" me and James say at the same time. "Jinx, double jinx, triple jinx, whatever comes after that jinx" me and James say at the same time.

"It's called quadruple jinx ". I turn around and see Hafsa on the floor, I totally forgot that Hafsa had fallen, she is even grabbing her things. Shit, I should be helping her.