Zoya's pov:
After that incident in school, I really felt I owed Roshan for helping Ziad out.
I realized that Roshan was not bad as the way he showed his self to everyone. I couldn't miss the surprise in his eyes when I caught his hand in the car.
He may seemed arrogant and bad, yet a simple gesture like holding hands shook him out of his reverie.
But I shouldn't feel anything for him since it is the duty of elder sister is to sacrifice their dreams for younger ones or whatever. Not that I thought Roshan was a dream come true but I sort of wished he was.
Anyways he was not my type though, haha that's when I thought "do I really have a type?? Since I haven't had a boyfriend before"..
So I sorted out a plan and I was determined to enjoy my high school life as it was gonna end soon.
I called my pretty ugly friends Shawna and wincy to come over since I really had to do a makeover .
That was the first goal but a hard one too at the same time. Because basically I was an unchangeable person((is it a word??? Who cares??) )...
Both my fellow mates pinched themselves to check whether it was a dream or not, because it was me trying to change myself.. (hardluck)..
They only came to conclusion that it was not a dream only when both of them agreed that both of them possibly couldn't have shared a same dream demanding whether it was dream or not ((did u understand anything in this passage... Please let me know from ur comments.. Continue))..
They just emptied out cupboard contents into a garbage literally since it all contained was baggy jeans and hoodies...
My precious savings gonna be wasted out for nothing.. I remind myself "Zoya it's your decision to change your looks.. so keep the s*** down"...
So we all went to shopping and they both were gushing about the stylish outfits and I was just grumbling with my credit card.
Since the fight between my heart and brain is going on forever until the end of our shopping trip, I hadn't really got time to check out all the dresses they bought.
Then they took me to a parlor and forced me to cut my hair into shoulder length and changed me into a Brunette.
I too got contact lenses to change my eyes colour to pale gray. I was very exhausted so I directly plopped into my bed as my stylists aka besties sorted out everything out in room.
They both thought that I fell somewhere and cracked my head that's why I was changing my looks.
Little did they know that was for him.. Then I mentally slapped myself to change my train of thoughts...
I was not changing for anyone, I was just tired watching people change their path like a river where I was like a reservoir saving up my whole life for nothing.
So I wanted to break my wall and test my limits.. But trust me I didn't want to hurt Maya in the process too..
I slept with that incoherent thoughts exhausting myself more.. I too had a weird dream that day involving Ziad and Roshan..
But when I woke up I didn't remember it clearly. And for the Guinness record I woke up early without alarm or the poking hands of Maya.
I was really looking forward to go to school or I would rather say the school ride....
WHAT HAD GOTTEN INTO ZOYA?? AN ALIEN ABDUCTED HER AND PUT SOMEONE IN HER PLACE... NOO I WAS JOKING... ZOYA BECOMING BADASS WHEN ROSHAN WANNA BECOME INNOCENT.. THATS WHAT I ATLEAST TRIED WITH MY STORY THERE.... PENNY FOR UR THOUGHTS.. I WILL APPRECIATE EVERY THOUGHTS AND INSIGHTS U WANNA SHARE ABOUT MY BOOK.. I don't care whether it's good or bad though...
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