Taniya's POV:
I am infront of the college looking at its beauty. There were many students who seemed as seniors, talking in groups. I just walked quietly towards the notice board to check where my first class is held.
I am standing infront of the notice board. I looked for my first class. It was english in the C block room no:103. I saw a girl standing beside me. She is also looking for her class. And we both were in the same class."Hai, Am Taniya. What's your name?"
"Hy, Umm.. Aleema." Came her reply.
First I thought she was a shy type. But seriously when I started to talk to her I understood that she is not a one.
We both became best buddies.Now we are standing in the C block. We both were looking for our class.
Suddenly a girl bumped to me. I looked at her, she is also wearing a hijab like me."Assalamu Alaikkum, What's your name?" I asked her politely
"Wa Alaikkum Salaam, my name is Zameera." She replied by smiling widely.
"Hey, Am Aleema. And what are you doing here?"
"Hhh.. I am looking for my first class."
Zameera replied worriedly like she can't find her class."Which room number are you looking for?" I asked seeing her expression.
"103." She said.
Me and Aleema exchanged glances and we both smiled at Zameera and said we both are also looking for that classroom.
"Come with us, we can search together." Me and Aleema said in unison.
We three become friends when we were searching our class. We share some chats between us. Atlast we found our class. We entered to our first class of our college.
As we entered, we saw only few students. We trio seated in the last row.
After 5 or 6 minutes class filled with students. All are talking to eachother. Some are sitting there and simply staring at the classroom.
Our english teacher came to our class. He introduced himself to us, his name is Vincent Samuel. He is in his 40s. A well build up man who have round spectacles. He is quite fair and not that much thin.
Our first class ended by introducing each students to the class. We three are walking to our locker, to take our next class books. I have language in next period. I took french in language. Aleema have maths and Zameera have industrial management. So we three parted in different directions. I took my books and other stuffs and went to my class.
When I entered I saw few boys and girls sitting here and there. I sat beside a girl in second row. We talked few things. Her name is Nicole. When we were talking, a boy came and sat beside her. He is handsome, tall and fair with a long black hair which is gelled neatly. (Dont get me wrong, Am not a type who check boys shamelessly😬)
After talking for sometime he stood up and leave. Nicole told me that he is her boyfriend and narrate me how they met and become lovers. I was interestingly listening to her, when a teacher came and told us that the french teacher is on leave.
"So this period is free, WoW!" Nicole said excitedly.
We both talked about our family,hometown, interests etc. The bell rang and I said my bye to her and left the classroom to meet Aleema and Zameera.This hour is free for us. So we went to the canteen and ordered three cup of coffee. After wandering here and there, we parted to our respective classes.
The bell rang and indicated it's lunch time. All are sprinting towards the canteen to have their lunch.
We trio are having lunch in an open area outside the canteen.
We stood up after having our lunch and went to prayer.I am sitting in my last hour of class and it is hell boring. My friends are not with me. They got another subjects. I simply sitting and staring at my watch. My first day of college will over in a few minutes.
And the bell rang, hhhoo.. I sigh in relief.I met my friends beside my locker and talked for sometime. Before going we shared our numbers and I left from my college alone by walking to a nearby bus station.
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