THE PRIDE OF THE PAKI

Detention With The Devil

You know the feeling when you are walking and you feel like there is a blasted cat behind you. Well that was the same thing I experienced while walking towards the Lion's den aka Mr. Brooke's office. But my poor poor poor fate, it was not a cat it was the one and only Luke Cattivo. Even his name is twisted like him, BAD LIGHT. He is bad but also playful when in mood. Like take today for example, in the morning he so rudely slammed me in the wall and just now was having a sassy spat with me. I mean what the hell is his problem. He is very intriguing, one moment he acts like the bad alpha and the next acts like we are homies. Like seriously man, are you bipolar or something? And here he goes again, making that annoying meowing noise which seems more like a child wailing.

I turned around and poked him in his chest while saying,"What is your problem seriously? Can't you have a moment of peace? Or are you sent personally by the devil personally to make life here on Earth miserable and noisy?"

"Why? Don't you find my voice perfect just like my ass?" He smirked. I stood there opening and closing my mouth multiple times before turning around and continuing my walk. Allah Gee, why me? Why was I sent to this school where they have Luke Annoyingly-Stupid Cattivo? My inner voice said to ignore his guts which I did. But the nerve of him, he didn't stop meowing but also got louder and louder.

I finally got to the principal's office and yes without HIS help. Whenever I asked him about any directions, he just turned around and acted as I wasn't even present there and continued to whistle. Yes, he stopped meowing but started to whistle. Annoying little.. Anyhow, after knocking at the door twice and hearing a soft 'Come in' I stepped inside the office which was huge.

Mr. Brooke was reading some papers with complete focus. He looked at us and motioned for us to sit with one hand while the other gripped the papers he was reading as if it were a solution to the world's problems. Sitting on the plush chairs, I took in his office. I must say it was in a good shape. The mahogany desk, the chairs, the glassed racks which contained trophies won by the school in different fields, certificates hung proudly on the wall. The cream coloured walls matched the light purple colour of the curtains. A light poke in my ribs brought me back to the situation at hand and I turned to listen to what HE had to say.

"Scared, Paki?" Luke whispered. All the while his smirk never wearing off of his delectable face. Delectable, where the heck did that come from? I whispered back in an equally hushed voice,"You wish Cattivo!" This brought the scene from HP:2 into my mind where Draco and Harry were about to duel. Oh the irony, that was before the duel, while this is after the so called 'duel'.

An intended cough made both of us face its direction where Mr. Brooke was looking at us through his rectangular spectacles with an eyebrow raised. Why does this man always have an eyebrow raised? He stacked the papers inside a folder and put them elegantly inside a drawer on his right side and turned to us.

"You both know how foolish it was of you to fight like preschoolers?" We both nodded. He continued,"I don't know what was the reason of your fight and I SO DO NOT WANT TO LISTEN WHO STARTED IT." His voice raised a note higher in the end as both Luke and I started to protest."As I said before, a detention is in order. You,Mr. Cattivo, are going to help Ms. Khan here to cover her syllabus which she has missed over the summer." Luke groaned. But he was not finished and continued,"That was for you Mr. Cattivo. Now Ms. Khan, you have three weeks exactly to cover your previous syllabus and then give us the test which will be conducted by Mr. Cattivo here"

No no no no no. This can't be happening. Was him tutoring me less torture, that he told Luke to make the test. I bet my guts he would make the most difficult test. I am in deep trouble, YA ALLAH! What to do now?

Another cough disturbs my focus from the internal battle I was having and I look up to see Mr. Brooke looking directly back at me. He said dismissively,"Now that you both know what to do, you can very well take your leave. And Mr. Cattivo." He took a pause and looked at Luke,"You may start tutoring her from tomorrow! That's all".

We both bade good bye to the principal, which he very excellently ignored, and made our way out silently. Once outside, I felt my self being smashed again into the wall and it felt like deja vu. Luke said with rage obvious in his eyes,"Look what your smart mouth has gotten us into. I am going to be a teacher. How AH-MAZE-ING!" He laughed at the last part, and his sarcasm didn't go unnoticed by me. With events from the morning still haunting my mind, I decided not to cower away and reply."Oh? Was it me who crashed into myself, huh? You very well know that you are responsible for this as much as I am. So why don't you do something about it? Suck it up, Cattivo!" I am sure the last part pissed him of highly because next thing I know I was pushed forcefully towards the wall. I gained my balanced after my right side hit the wall, pretty hard, and looked up towards Luke's retrieving figure. But he didn't go silently. You know they say go with BANG, and that's what he did."My place at 5 paki. Don't be late or you might get into trouble". With that and his signature smirk etched onto his face, he walked away leaving me thinking where in the mother flipping hell does he live!!!!

I am sure I was the last student to pass through the school gates because while making my way out I noticed the eerie halls of the school with no sign of human. Na banda na bande di zaat, they say in punjabi about the deserted places. As I was walking to my apartment, I reviewed all the things that happened. First missing the FAJAR prayer, then being late, nose-bleeding, being crashed into the wall by Luke, Charlie's secret, playful Luke, detention, being smashed into the wall again by Luke. How very exciting! NOT. Charlie's secret started to again visit my mind. What is it about blood Charlie that you can't see a drop spilling out? And Luke. Just how much you care about Charlie and his fear? My first day of school was quite eventful.

As I turned to enter the familiar neighborhood, I thought of my detention. How am I going to last the coming three weeks? Phewww. After entering through the doors, I did the usual. Greeted Mark, and went to where the elevators were. I entered the elevators, my mind still stuck on the happenings at school. The ding of the elevator brought me back La La Land, and I was thankful to it because if I thought any more about it I was going to run to the hills screaming. I took out my key from my backpack and opened my door. I sighed in relief and closed the door thinking that my school life is going to be interesting!

Little did I know...

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AUTHOR'S NOTE

ASALAM O ALAIKUM GUYS. WE ARE BACK WITH THE NEXT CHAPTER. POOR KIRAN, HOW WILL SHE COPE WITH BEING TUTORED BY LUKE? DID LUKE'S SMIRK HINT AT SOME THING INTERESRING AHEAD OR........ TO FIND THAT PEEPS, YOU GOTTA STAY TUNED.

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