Catching My Queen

||THIS DAY COULDN'T GET WORSE||

Zara Pov

"Yeah, because I don't like him or anyone for the matter of fact," I stressed on the unsaid plea, and she smirked.

"Yeah, but he seems to admire you a lot." She emphasized her last word and winked at me. I shrugged my shoulders. She rolled her eyes before following me into the college entrance.

I shrugged inwardly to tighten the hold on my loaded backpack that was slung over my shoulders. I came to halt when the familiar surroundings came into the view. It was as nothing has ever changed in here. Massive bodies were moving around, wearing posh clothes. For a moment I ran my gaze over my outfit and sighed. I had a red tank top and black ripped jeans while Aliyah was wearing a black tank top paired with black ripped jeans. My clothes were not expensive, but they weren't cheap either. The sudden death of parents had allowed my uncle to gain everything that as ever ours. Business, house, and all the money but deep down my dad knew this will happen so before his death he made a new account for me where he transferred enough money for me to survive for few years. No one knew about this account, and the details were only given to one of my dad's lawyer who gave me access. Money was no problem for me, but I, however, had work hard in states, three jobs at a time. I had enough money so that I could spend three years without any job. Hopefully.

"Welcome to Green High." I chirped and she smiled. An overwhelming sense of familiarity swept in me and I smiled. Even though it was hard for me to come back but there were some remarkable memories I had within this college.

"Let's go and get our schedule." I hauled her with me and followed the familiar hallway. I hope the reception was still the same. I felt several eyes on myself and Aliyah. Posh girls walked past me, and some of the familiar girls even smiled at what I returned. Some of the students were looking at me with wide eyes while most of the girls bestowed a snarky look on me. I shook my head at their childish tactics. This is not high school anymore. Walking around I could feel people scanning my outfit, but I didn't glance at them. I was not the same Zara anymore; I was changed and different. It didn't occur to me to please anyone with my outfit not that I did before, but still, I wouldn't mind what these students conclude about me.

"So how do you like it so far?" I asked Aliyah and she shrugged.

"It is different from states. I mean different." She replied and stare at the writing on the notice board.

We round the corner then walk a little before coming over a door which was labelled as an Office room. I knocked on the door softly, and a soft voice asked us to come inside. We step inside the quiet room, and a familiar office lady with grey hair greeted me. She adjusted her glasses and then looked over me.

"When I was looking over your schedule, I thought I was misjudged. I thought this can't be the same Zara, but I guess I was wrong." She speaks excitedly, and I smiled widely at her.

"Well, to be honest, Amna I love to prove you wrong." I winked at her, and she moves forward to hug me lightly. I smiled and she nodded at Aliyah. Miss Amna was one of the best people, that I have ever met in my whole world. Despite her age which was around fifty-five, she was sweet and humble.

I spotted my locker and walked towards it. My anxious heart accelerated, and I was dreading the upcoming events that I will soon be untangled with. Not soon enough, I will have to come face to face with my ex-friends, who I was certainly not ready for and not only this but I have to answer all of the questions. Surprisingly, mine and Aliyah lockers were in the same block and right beside each other. At least I don't have to wander alone in another block. Fuck I sound like a baby.

"Zara?" A deep voice whispered behind me and before I could turn around I was assaulted with a bone-crushing hug. I sequel and a shrill scream escaped from my mouth. I shut my eye due to sudden interruption while the former was merely laughing their pompous ass off. I open my one eye and glared defiantly at the person standing right in front of me. Chase the dickhead.