Here It Goes............
Oooh! her glossy lips and her cute tricks. Casie came near me with her always loving eye quite fixed on each and every moment of mine and jumped over my lap. Casie is my five year old pet dog and the only one on this planet with whom I share all my deadly headly secrets. The most special thing about her is she don't reply with something non-sense in the middle when I share anything with her and also she don't walks away getting bored of my talks. She hears me from the start till the end of it. I got up from my bed and kept her(Casie) beside myself. I was aware that I have a busy day ahead and I was just collecting enough strength to plan the coming day while taking shower. I heard my mom calling my name downstairs calling me for breakfast with a sense of proud that today she did it before my school bus horn rang in my ear. I realized that it is me running out of time as with this pace I will get late to get into the bus. I wiped myself with my towel and quickly changed into black jeans pant and a blue half shirt over my trunk and then a light grey pullover over my shirt. I sprinted downstairs with my bag and jumped over the couch with my breakfast on the table in front. Today mom cooked omelette, veg fries of potatoes with tomato ketchup. I was quick in finishing it as I thanked my mom for it. She is a highly skilled cook and cooking queen among all our family members and relatives. "Have a nice day son", she said and hugged me. "Same to you and love you mom", I wished her back as she smiled at me hinting me that my school bus has come.
I stepped into the bus. " Good Morning, Ahmed ", I moved to the last seat empty as I greeted the driver uncle and he sent back a smiling nod in return. I have been studying in the same school for the past four years and since then he is fond of me over other students b'cause of my innocent looking face. Well this kind of face gifted by god has earned me a good impression over most of my teachers but there is one more person in my life who made my school life much happier than those of other guys in the class. I'm talking about Priya, the best girl in the whole town(May be Im saying this this b'cause she always helps me with my homeworks and assignments without asking anything in return). She is my best friend since I joined this school and has helped me always. I looked for her and realized that she is not in the same bus and might have taken some other bus for the school. Priya lives three blocks away from my house. In the school we share the same bench, in the labs we share the same table and even in the canteen we sit on the same table with other friends of ours. She is among many friends of mine but she don't make many friends for herself and is very shy.
This is it.....the bus stopped in the school's parking lot. I hanged my bag over my shoulders and walked out of the bus. I walked straight towards my locker, collected my note books and headed towards English class. And she didn't showed up there too. Her cell phone was out of reach and it is hard to wonder what on earth kept this bookwormish girl away from school that too on Monday. I collected her schedule from the class teacher for the week and texted her about the same. The half day passed along with all classes full of hectic assignments and other works. It is recess time now and still no reply from her. I was about to go to the canteen to sit around other friends of mine and have lunch. Suddenly, while I was walking across the corridor of our academic block, a familiar hand landed on my left shoulder as my ears welcomed a friendly voice " What's up broda ? looking alone today." I turned left towards him and saw Kabir(a class friend of mine and Priya) wearing a black shirt on a black pant with black canvas footwears. "Yes. but what's up with you? a huge fan of Man in Black or is this your new fashion makeover thing" I asked him as my eyes scaned him head to toe.
"I thought for a change, what do you say ? Isn't this black color on me make my looks hotter?," he asked. "Don't ask me dude. I don't like black at all," I answered him.
"But you know girls die for fair good looking boy in black," he said looking extremely confident on his looks.
