Bismillah hirahman nirrahim(In the name of Allah)
"Allah doesn't burden a soul beyond that it can bear" -Surah al Baqarah
"Zarrafa ...come fast! Time is fleeting!...
"Wait a minute, I am coming " I said running down the stairs with holding my bag in a hand and my scarf in another.I greeted my mom and dad by hugging them and dumbed the roasted bread in my mouth which my maa had made for the breakfast. I quickly got into my brother's car and adjusted the flowing scraf as well as eating the breads.
"Why are you so late? This is your first day in your new school.. you must be got ready earlier. I know you are sleepaholic but at this time you should have woken up earlier" said my brother waiting in his car for me.
"Ohh sorry MOM" I said sarcastically "It's already late. Please go fastt..!!"
He sighed and started driving.After 30mins we have reached the school. Yeah !! Today is the first day of my higher school in Australia. We transferred from Canda beacuse of my father's job. I was so nervous. I didn't know how it would be. I felt my brother's hand squeezed on my shoulder noticing that I was nervous and he made a face 'everything will be alright' ....I smiled at him and hugged him tightly and entered my one and only school.*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Though it is Islamic school it has co-education. But here I could see many non muslims who were wandering here and there with their respective boyfriends. I was unsured why the people around me has stopped their *important duty*and staring at me as a ghost entered the school. I made my way quickly to get rid of that massive crowd and their dreadful glance. I wanted to go to the office room inorder to know about my class and schedule but the main problem is I didn't know where it was. I was constantly asking Allah to show me the way. Suddenly I was on the floor then realization hit me I had bumped on someone. I was afraid and slowly looked up. Thanked allah that it was a girl. She helped me to got up. She was wearing a blue jeans and pink long top with matching scarf. Masha allah she was so beautiful. It seemed that she was as same age as me.
"Thank you and I'm sorry for clashed on you"I said.
"Hey. It's okay. Chill dude, I think you are new to this school" She said with smile.
"Yepp..By the way I want to go to office room to know about my class and my schedules."
"Okay...Come with me I'll show you". She said and walked infront of me and I followed her.
I went to office room and cleared all my doubts."Btw I'm Labwa...Nice to meet you. I'm in first year of Higher Secondary and Welcome to our school". She extended her hand to shake with smile.
I chuckled and offered my hand too to shake."I'm Zarrafa and I'm new to this city and school. I too in the first year of higher secondary "I told her.
"Don't worry I'm the explorer of the city and I will show around this whole city without leaving public toilet" she laughed.
"Ohh...thank you for your great offer" I too laughed and we were talking more and more about us...She was amazing Mashaa allah..Soon we became very good friends..I was glad that I found someone nice. She dropped me at my class and headed to her class 'coz she was not my stream.We could meet in only three classes. I was at the entrance of my class. It was so awkward. So I headed down and entered silently.Luckily I got seat in the first bench beside no one...Alhamdulillah. I hoped none would come there. I could feel that the whole class was staring at me. Some murmering sounds was spreading there. I didn't know what were they talking about but surely I could tell that was all about me. 'I couldn't do anything about their thoughts however they were doing their own job' I said myself. I waited for the teacher to come. After 10mins he came.
"Shh...No noice. Good morning students..please sit down.." he said.
We were greeted him and sat down.He was handsome. I lowered my gaze."I'm your geography teacher. My name is John" he said and his eyes fell on me. He gestured me to come there and I went.
"Here is our new student ...Zarrafa" he said.
Everyone greeted me with Salaams except the non-muslims and some muslims too. Mr.John had clarrified me whether I knew everything or not. Then I headed back to my place. I love geography very much and so I was keen in his class. The first period has gone well. I was so happy 'coz next period I could be seated with Labwa. I didn't have to feel alone and awkward. I slowly looked around and was shocked that except five to seven girls none was wearing the hijab. 'Oh Allah' I whispered. As soon as Mr. John had gone they went to their respective boyfriends to converse by sitting on their laps kissing and hugging each other. It was awkward to see why the hell It was happening in the muslim school. Alhamdulillah I haven't got into their eyes. I felt the touch that someone clutched my shoulder. I had a mini heart attack. Suddenly I looked up and relieved that it was Labwa. I sighed briefly. She was shocked by my reaction. I knew she was used to that but I didn't. She took her seat nearer to me. I explained her and told her to come early as soon as possible. Then we got ready for our next class.How are you readers...? We hope you all are enjoying our story...This is our first story and please don't mind the errors. Do vote and comment...Next chapter will be updated soon..In shaa allah....love u all...Stay blissful..💜💜💜
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