The girl they will never have

Hobo and ogre

Five and a half months later.

"Xanna ,get up! It's 6:50,you will miss the bus" this one statement made me bolt up and run into the bathroom trying to do multitasking of brushing, shower,packing my bag.
I get ready in exactly eight minutes and head downstairs. I eat my breakfast and take my lunch and get going to the bus stop.

I was lucky because at the same time my bus arrived and I hopped in faking happiness of being completely awake.

"Damn Xanna ,are you in right state of your mind coz you completely play the role of a depressed drunkard" Mila said gasping and whispering her compliments.

And people,that ,was sarcasm. If you did not know already.

I smiled broader and gave a thumbs-up cause I was busy yawning. Mila just glared at me.

"Yeah,so what?" I ask Mila and both of us know that it's no use of arguing with me. The last thing I would do was care about what others think about me. I do not care how I looked like unless I am meeting Ashton kutcher or Cameron Dallas. Even that doesn't matter. And that's not gonna happen. It's not I don't love myself,just that I am too comfortable with how I am right now. And I look like I have not slept for a week given the dark circles and my face is kind of puffy.

"Atleast you could have done some makeup to hide all those dark circles." Mila said pouting,making me scoff. Why can't a girl have dark circles. I am a human after all. This gives me one more reason to dislike girls who create a huge drama on pimples and dark circles and what not. It's something else to love yourself but you can't expect your hormones to just stay calm everytime.

"I like myself the way I look now. I am not an actress who has to always look perfect or flawless. Love me like I am or leave me. The doors are open" I say her smirking which makes her quiet.

"But why do you look like this" she asked me pointing to my face.

"Reason-wedding planning cum food planning cum surrounded by five twisted minds. Can't blame me." I said her boringly. I continued

"Each of us sibling has different choices and do not forget my parents. And did I miss my grandparents. How rude of me. Did I also forget to tell how much of traditionalist they are. Answering to them is like being interrogated by C.B.I. I love them but at times like this,everyone's got an opinion. And that sucks. The whole time,I just zoned out and watched masterchef and I think that's the third best decision I have ever made. Oh yummm. Why do I have to remember it now. Ahhhhhhh."

"And if I am not wrong,you sat at the corner eating something or anything related to food" Mila said happily.

I returned her a million dollar smile,which by the way is still unsold,and answered her.

"You,my one fourth,are absolutely right."
And don't ask me about the other parts coz I too donno.

"For once,try to feel like a girl u idiot" Mila said smacking my shoulder lightly.

And here enters Em wearing her signature zebra patterned sweater. Even I have my signature sweaters and they are red or black,red being the higher priority. And right now I am wearing my red sweater.

"Hii,how are you,what the-"Em shouted making other students glare at her.

"What the hell have you done to yourself. I know you love me but can't you give yourself a break from all that mourning and missing me" Em continued smirking at me with Mila laughing at Em.

"Really? That's the best you can come up with. You are making me reconsider you"  I ask Em with a small pout.

"Whatever but whats with the hobo and ogre look of yours" Em asked referring to my face.

Mila said Em about the wedding stuff making Em do a 'o'. They both know my family too well.

We reach school and after finishing the prayer,make our way to the class.

Who forgot or misses Usan?

Well don't worry cause he is exactly across me staring me like I have grown another head. This totally shows how much he likes me. Like Em said,it's always the looks.  It's not like I expect something from him but everytime I get a reminder and proof of the fake existence of so called likeness or love,whatever bullshit.

I smirked at him and moved on. I could feel he was still staring at me. Good for him.

The classes passed quickly with the discussion of Dina's wedding. There was one and a half week left for her wedding and the chaos in my home is too prominent. My mind started to drift to home thinking about the wedding. To say I was excited would be a understatement.

I was physically present in school but mentally drifting to the wedding.I reached home and back to our discussions of the wedding setting.

Zia came running to me and handed me the phone. I asked him questioning about it and he just pointed to the caller id. I looked at it and it's Misha.

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