Different. H. S

Different. 8

The school went good except from the moments when I saw that idiot boy. He maybe good looking but I just hate him. He is not the picture of my husband.

Why would he be?

I will never ever go in a relationship with that jerk. I would rather die than to be with him. He just plays with girls and is an asshole. I don't have enough words to describe how irritating he is and how much I hate him.

Right now I'm sitting in my room, on my bed, my back pressed with the headboard as I read an Urdu novel. The novel's name is Jannat Kay Pattay. If you translate it then you can say, Leaves of Paradise. It is an amazing novel. I loved it so far and especially hero, his name is Cihan Sikander but it is read as Jihan because in turkey language C is pronounced as J. Cihan is a very reserved boy who loves Haya Suleman. It is a beautiful novel.

I love reading. It's not harmful in any way and it makes me happy. I have a lot of books some of them are english and some are Urdu. Urdu is my native language so that's why I love reading and speaking it. Sometimes when I'm angry I speak Urdu and Ayesha and Nicole don't understand it.

As I see it's time to offer prayer, I get up closing the book and walking to bathroom.

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"Helloooo Pari!" Nicole screeching voice reaching my ears.

"Hello Nic." I say as I turn around and give her a smile.

I was standing by my locker, putting my books in it. I didn't see that jerk today. ThankGod. I don't know where he is and I also didn't see his friends or Liam. Ayesha was in the library.

"You know we have a basketball match today!" She claps her hands in excitement.

"I'm not interested."

"Oh come on! I am. Won't you come for me?" She tried to convince me by batting her eyelashes.

"Such a child." I chuckled.

"That means you're coming. Yeah!!!!!" She jumps up and down and I laugh at her.

"Yes, unfortunately." I teased.

"Let's go!" She interlinked our walks and took me wherever the game was being held.

We sit and she tells me about basketball match. I really have no idea what she is talking about. I had never seen basketball and that's why I don't what are the rules and how it is played. Wali watches basketball matches and also plays it but I still don't have any knowledge about it.

"You've got to be kidding me. You knew it Nic, didn't you?" I glared at her as I saw Harry and his friends walking in with some other boys that I don't know.

"Um...no, yea I knew that Liam and the other boys were playing but I didn't know about Harry." She looked back and forth between me and the boys.

"I'm out Nic." I was about to stand but she stopped me.

"Please for me, just ignore him." She gave me her puppy dog eyes and I huffed, muttering an 'finee'

The game begun and I tried to watch it and have fun. I was sitting there forced to watch it. The crowd would clap every time any if the team made goal? I think it is also called goal, isn't it? I don't know whatever it is.

I noticed Nicole standing up and clapping when Harry made a goal and I looked at her. She muttered a 'sorry' and sat on her seat.

"That curly haired one is so hot." I heard a girl behind me saying.