Mirrored Hearts

11

Lela's POV

  “How was school today, dear?” Mom asked. We were driving home. She had picked me up a while back.

  “It was fine, mom.” I told her without looking up from my phone.

  We weren't allowed to use our phones or other devices, within the school's premises. But, most students ignored those rules. Like heck, they wouldn't be students if they didn't break the rules.

  Hey, I'm not a rebel. Okay, maybe I am. But, I only used mine outside the school's premises.

  Okay, fine. Maybe I used it within the school's premises to take selfies with Judith and Huoma after school, today.

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  “Let's take a selfie, girls.” Judith grinned.

  “What? We aren't allowed to use our phones in school.” I told them.

  “Oh please. Rules are meant to be broken.” Huoma scoffed.

  “Come on. That shouldn't be our way of reasoning all the time. Rules aren't meant to be broken.” I explained.

  “Lela is right about the rules stuff, Huoma.” Judith added.

  “Whatever. Just...are we taking the pictures or not?” Huoma asked in a curt manner.

  I heaved a sigh. “Fine. Just this once.” I said with a small smile.

  “There you have it. I knew that deep down you wanted to take selfies too.” Huoma pinched my arm. Then we all burst into laughter.

  “Whatever, let's take the pictures quickly. My mom will be here soon.” I said with a smile.

  “Let's use your phone, Lela. I'll give you my number, then, you can send the pictures on whatsapp for me.” Judith said.

  Huoma nodded her head, “Me too.”

  “Okay girls. No problem. So,  selfie time.” I sang.

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  “So, making any friends, yet?” Mom asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.

  I stopped to think about Huoma and Judith. Mom had glanced at me. That meant she was waiting for my answer.

  'I think I have.' I smiled to myself, thinking about Huoma and Judith.

  “Yes mom.” I finally answered.

  “Really?” She sounded doubtful.
  “Yes, mom. Really.” I smiled. I wanted to convince her.

  “That's great, dear. Who are they?” She asked with a smile.

  “The girls who waved goodbye at me when you came to pick me up.”

  “Oh. They seemed friendly and nice.” Mom smiled.

  “They are.” I confirmed.

  “So, when is daddy coming back?” I asked.

   “He said he'd be back, next week. Your daddy, called today, by the way.”

  “Really?” My eyes lightened up in excitement.