The girl they will never have

The CRUSH and the question

Mila,Em and I returned to our classes after the boring prayers. Well,our luck did not last longer when the class started. We three had the same classes except for Em having electronics while me and Mila had biology.

The first class was maths,hated by every soul who loved to live. Because everyone do not have such good plans,they simply like/love maths. I was an straight B student in maths,at times even having an C+. But Mila and Em were good in maths.  I Wonder how. But I was not dull and dumb. It was just maths I sucked the most. I was an A and A+ in other subjects.

One of the reason why I could stand Em and Mila was that they were not all study and no laugh. We enjoyed in our own little world caring the least of what others think. We studied but mostly a day before exams and yeah,we got above average marks and that was enough for us. I never listened to all the classes,especially when Em was seated beside me.

I poked Em in maths just to irritate her and to even ask her the problems scribbled on board. I had glasses but they were not of much help when we were seated at the back and the handwriting of most teachers was equally to the pattern of ant's catwalk. I had a very big problem due to my eyesight which would somehow  land me in trouble.

"Hey Em,what's that written on the left most corner" I asked Em waiting for her to answer me.

"U know you are like blind so why are u even trying to see there when it's already written in my book duh" Em replied me looking at the front so we won't be caught up.

Em was actually right,about me being like blind, cause I couldn't see anything written on the board. So,in each class,I just listened to my favorite lectures and scribbled cause I was an expert in writing points as fast as the teacher told,not missing most of the times. In subjects close to hatred,I relied on Em and Mila and copied whatever they wrote.

With sleep still occupying me and not drifting to sleep with too much difficulty, the maths class ended. It was now time for the biology class and Mila waved a bye,not before cursing my biology sir ,making me and Mila laugh and rushed to her electronics.

"Good luck with that stinking bio of yours and him" Em said a little angrily.

"keep your luck to yourself cause I don't need it to face him" I replied Em with a cheeky smile on my face,which further made Em rolling her eyes and giving me an short stare as if to say really??.

"Oh yeah, the crush has arrived." Em replied angrily and sprinted out making us laugh at her. Mila and I loved biology. Especially the teacher, Mr.sam. We loved both his teaching and him. Well the latter was about me and not Mila.

The reason why Em was a bit harder on mr.sam was simply that I had,and have a crush on him. Mr.sam was an ph.d in biology and was an expert in his field. He was too good looking for his age which was 32. He was unmarried. There was an sprinkle of attitude and ego to his character because of  his achievements and he never failed to show-off them. This was also why Em disliked him and mainly because I have a crush on him. She also thought  that he was gay. Well that's not true, at all.

Mila was supportive to me and Em in whatever we did. Including my crushes.
Mila felt bad because I never actually talked with mr.sam and she knew how much I liked him.

"You just have to ask doubts to him so that you can grab his attention" Mila said with a bit of hope. She always said that and my answer:

"As if I have any doubts. You tell me any doubt and I will ask him. Go ahead,search for it and lemme know. Cause we both know that his teaching leaves nothing for us to have one. He is just too damn good in it. I have already searched the questions at the back so that I could come with at least a single doubt,but they will make him think that either I am deaf when he's teaching or too dumb to even ask that" I replied Mila and she was quiet cause she knew that was the truth.

After debating whether to let Mila know about it I finally said "You know,I actually have an doubt" I replied to Mila who stared me wide eyed as If I grew a second head.

"What is it,just spill." Mila asked with curiosity.

"Ummm,you know, uhhh" I stuttered unable to put my doubt into words

"I'm waiting" Mila spoke a bit louder making me to spill whatever the doubt was.

"You knowwwwww,if our parents would be married to different people,then would we be looking the same.....?"

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