Love and Other Disasters

Chapter 8.

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-Farah's POV-

As soon as we got home, Aya immediately fell into sleep. I sat awake for another two hours after she slept, Nadine's words rolling through my mind.

"Don't be stupid enough to fall for him, because he won't and you will end up being hurt."

What is that supposed to mean?

I scrolled through my Facebook news feed for the first time in weeks, checking what my highschool friends were doing. None of them cared enough to ask about me when I travelled so I didn't bother talking to any of them.

I left the bed and went to where the desks are placed to prepare the books for my schedule the next day. After I was finished, I was even kind enough to help Aya with hers. She was always lazy at night and prepared her neccessities thirty minutes before the first class. I dumped all of her books into the gliterry red and black bag of hers, and zipped the bag shut.

I was also bored enough to prepare an outfit for both me and Aya for the next day. My inner, extra-girly side was showing today, so I decided to go for a plain, pink shirt tucked with a brown belt for security in a knee-length, blue skirt covered in pink and white flowers, and brown sandals. I thought it would be cute to mix and match me and Aya's outfits, which made me choose an outfit from her wardrobe which overall similar to mine. What I chose was, a blue blouse with a print almost exactly similar to mine, pink pants, and brown boots. I also set some bangs and earrings for both of us, then finally started to feel sleepy. I drank a cup of water on my sidetable and floated into deep sleep.

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We woke up fifteen minutes late and I instantly thanked God I prepared everything from the night before. Aya was in utter shock, just as expected.

"H-How, why, w-when?" She looked over at her outfit and prepared bag.

"See. I can be helpful at times!" I grinned proudly.

"Who would've ever thought." She smirked.

"You know, I am starting to regret preparing all of this for you." I said seriously.

"Aw my itsy bitsy bunny is sad from me." Aya fake pouted. "You know I wouldn't dare making you sad from meee."

"I was just joking around with you. But like seriously don't expect to be that pampered everyday booboo." I winked and shut the bathroom door to put on my outfit.

When I was done putting on my outfit and fixing my makeup, Aya was already dressed and styling her hair. She went for a messy bun, and left the short curls of hair in the front loose. The hairstyle matched the outfit perfectly and I thought that she looked absolutely dashing.

"Does that look good?" Aya asked me, pointing to her hair.

"Perfect." I smiled.

"Well, if it is so, I am responsible of doing your hairstyle today. Sit down here, peasant." She smirked and put a hand on her hip.

"Do you really think I am going to let you do anything to my hair after that peasant?" I raised a brow.

"I am absolutely positive." She raised her head high.

"What are you even planning to do to that lifeless mop? You know too well that nothing of these hairstyles you see on tumblr fits on me for more than half an hour." I sighed, sitting down in front of our dresser.