Chapter 2

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'' This is the guy who spoiled our plan? ''

''Yeah''

''Wait lemme teach him a lesson.Then he will know what is it to mess with Amra Ahmed ''

Amra was furious on Saif.He ruined her plan. But Amra wasnt gonna sit back and do nothing. She was gonna take revenge.

She quickly explained the plan to her team and left to take her position.

Saif entered the hall gazing at his phone when out of the blue milk was poured onto him.

''What the? '' he furiously mumbled. His new armani suit.
Then he heard giggles. Girl giggles.

He turned around seeing the hazel eye girl laughing. He smiled and nodded his head walking away. He was mesmerised by this girl. She had something in her. Something very special. Something very unique.

''Aree where is he going? '' different voicess questioned

''Lagta hai he never learned a lesson. He never apologised''Amra furiously said to Anisa (her bestie)

''Seems so''Anisa chuckled

''Just wait i will take  out all the arrogance from him''

Amra had came up with another plan.

Amra missed those times. Those mischievous moments of hers. Those pranks she used to pull on people.

She remembered the time when she was in std 5. It was April fools. There was a nerd kinda guy in her class. She schemed a plan and pulled his pants infront of the whole class.

Amra slightly smiled remembering those moments. She went to the wide open window and stared at the gleaming stars. She whispered to them

''I miss u Saif. I miss u alot. ''

A tear rolled down her right cheek.
She thought of all those glorious times she spent with him. Those times. Those unforgettable times. Those precious times. Those happy times.

She opened her diary and began to write.

Thinking of you makes me cry at the same time makes me smile
You tolerated all my craziness
You were an ear to all my silly talks
You treated me like your queen
You were my King
But now that you have gone
No one tolerates my craziness
No one gives an ear to my silly talks
No one treats me like their queen
No one is my King
No one

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The gleaming sun rays disturbed Amra from her sleep. She woke up finding herself by the window with her diary in her hand. She closed her diary and went to the bathroom.

She brushed her teeth and washed her face.She went to the kitchen and fed herself a simple breakfast of coffee and plain cake.

She quickly had a shower and was ready in a plain black abaya. Today was jumuah and she was going to the masjid. She tied her hijab.

Amra had planned to spend most of her time in ibadah. She felt at peace when making dikr for allah swt. She felt her heart at solace when sharing her pain with Allah.

''Amra are you sure? ''

''Yep''

''Shame that poor soul. ''

''Huh. Him and poor soul.This is what he will get to mess with Amra Ahmed ''

Amra shyly walked to where Saif was standing and started to stare at him with admiration. Saifs back was facing Amra. When he turned around he got a shock seeing Amra in that position.

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