You, Me & Destiny

7. Long Day !

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My Destiny, I tell you..

I was dumbfounded to see, Aahil seated in the very first row, looking at me with that stupid smirk on his face.

And.
The only seat empty,
Was that next to him.

I was in  such a state right now, that I wish I could scream on the top of my lungs to let out all the frustration filled to the brim inside me.
And then again, my eyes reach his face to see him smirking .
GOD, I WANNA WIPE THAT SMIRK OFF HIS BEAUTIFUL FACE.
He was signalling me to get seated next to him.

The amount of obnoxiousness I'm feeling right now for this guy is incredible.

Coming out of the trance of my "Never ending" thoughts, I witness the whole class staring at me along with Mr.patricks.
Feeling my cheeks heat up, I rushed towards the seat and placed my butt there.

"Okay, class let's continue today's topic which is "The key concepts of Algebra", As you all have been through the basics, let me just give you all brief ------" teacher speaks up.

While I was listening to the class attentively, I could feel someone's heated gaze on me, my head automatically jerked to the left to see him smiling at me.

Leaning towards him a little, I spoke through my gritted teeth "Wanna get broken teeth? because I can definitely help you."

Anger dripping from my words.

"Oh! Fiesty much ha?" He replies.

"Shut up" I say a bit loud.

" Miss malik, Is there any problem?" Mr.Patrick question's  me.

I lost my impression in the first class itself.

GREAT.

JUST GREAT.

"No Sir, I'm sorry."

He glares at me,  while Mr.jerkhead was controlling himself not to get into fits of laughter.

"What's so funny, Mr.Ozer?"

I turn towards him, shock evident on his face.

"Nothing, sir."

Ozer huh?

Nice name.

He huffed, before he continued teaching.

I wish I could teach this guy a lesson. But not willing to create another scene, I ignored him and concentrated on the class.

I dont why, but his character reminds me of someone.
Someone,
whom I met before,
Someone I knew very well,
but I'm not exactly able to put my finger on it.

Strange.

Pushing the thought to the back of my head, I decided not to think much about it.

However the class was soon finished in my train of thoughts, the bell rang and students started walking out of the classroom.

While shoving my books into the bag, A book fell,
I had to hurry, I can't afford to be late again.
I was about to pick it up when Mr. Ozer picked it up for me.

"How Clumpsy are you, miss malik." he comments.

He knows my sirname as well.

"Just the same amount of, how idiot of an person you are, Mr.Ozer."