24 September,2006. 8.37am.
(I can never forget the date and time.)
School prayer had begun a minute ago. Our eyes closed but we all were just day-dreaming about the fun activity after school when we heard the steps of her wedges tic-tok-ing on the ground, the scent of her deodorant (that is one of my most favourite things about her as the scent is just attractive and she never told which was it, bitch!).
My and my GANG ( what we called ourselves) tried half-opening our eyes as we knew it was no teacher coz, com'on teachers never wear heels! I heard the steps stop right behind me. I tried turning but saw my fat-ass english teacher (is it stereotype or they all wear huge glasses?) staring the death in me.
Mid-way during meditation I turned back and saw her. Her brown eyes shining and reflecting the sun, her brown hair open. She threw me a petit smile. Her fair and clear skin made the hot pink tee she wore pop-up. (That is her favourite colour BTW)
"Hi, I am sonia. You new?" I managed to say. I wouldn't lie but she was pretty in every aspect! "Yes. It is quarter-year but i am here and oh hi I am Mia" she said in her total sweet but seductive voice (i have always been asking her to quit the seductive accent but she is she!).
That was all we spoke during pray hour.
Classes began and me and my gang already started BITCHING about her accent. I know it is wrong but then we were 12 and in 6th grade so!). Who wears hot-pink to school? How will she cope up with 4 months of syllabus? Did you notice her nails? Her voice dude,can't she speak normally? She walked in the last. I recognised the tic-tok of her wedges. (They have always been her thing) Then we all saw her walk-in our class with the biggest smile she could throw to hide her nervousness. ( i mean any one would be nervous with 36 people staring the hell out of you!). My gang was giving her scary looks. LoL. We were big time bullies at school. She came and sat next to me. My friends were all like "dude she has entered our territory! Lets scare her hot-pink ass off".
"Chill, let us try and be good for once!"
They all looked at me as if i just told i am pregnant. I don't know why but i just felt that she would fit in our group. We did not chat much in 1st period, science. My favourite.
"So, why did you join in the middle of the year?",i asked. She smiled her usual
Way and spoke in a normal tone (for once) "my old residential school was way too strict and i missed home." Rest of the day just passed by getting to know each other. I felt all the eyes on our bench, my group gave me death stares all day but i knew they will eventually accept her.
It was already 1 week since mia had joined our group. She had this bubbly personality which made everyone get attracted to her maybe that was the reason us being major bitches in school accepted her. People would try to talk to her all day but she never left my side. Her eyes spoke of the wild-ness she had in her but her innocent smile just made her look like some 5 year old who would believe anything. She had still not bought the uniform (it was like worst thing about our school). That horrid green colour pinafore. I gathered guts to ask her one day,"babe, when are you going to start wearing uniform?You just cant wear skirts or tight jeans daily to school!" She smiled (her usual). In her sensual tone she spoke, "and give up being checked-out by the cutie there?" I knew who she was pointing. Aarav sharma AKA Mr. hot-north-Indian. He and his 6 ft fit personality with silky black hair attracted many of the girls. I just called him a last bench loafer (this is a secret: I was also a victim of his looks but never spoke of it).
It was obvious he had a crush on her. He and his gang kept staring at our desk with full dedication from 9am to 3pm. His black eyes just glittered seeing her. He being a person who attended 1 class per day and would sneak out, was attending every damn class. I was happy as i got to see him for most of the time daily.
I never told my group about her comment on Aarav. (I mean it was a big deal for a new chic to just gain so much attention) I had always had this feeling to protect her don't know why? It was like she was the only one who the clam me and not the biggest bullie of school.
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