Serenity and Smile

chapter 1.

A beeping sound of Alarm was coming from her Phone which was laying next to her pillow . Her hand made movement towards the phone in a lazy manner .She picked her Phone and saw it's lit screen through her half open eyes. The clock has struck 6:00 am. The Time to get up and get ready for her new battle. She offered her prayer and then recited Quran . Then she took a bath and get dressed in white ankle length maxi. She combed her hair and tied them in a bun . Now came the difficult Part, that was choosing her hijab for day.
"This is a special day so I should put the blue one".She thought to her self. Blue was her favorite colour. She wrapped her hijab for day. She look in the mirror, She was looking Presentable that what she thought.
" Ya Allah please help me today as You know this is going to be my first day as a Transfer student in NYC school so please Have your blessings on me".
She finished her Prayer and chuckled slightly. She always prayed like that to Him. She Believed that He was his Ultimate and Almighty Friend ,who knew Everything about her. With one final look throwing towards the mirror ,She grabbed her Phone and bag and headed down toward Dinning Table. Her mother was busy making their Breakfast when she came closer to Table. She moved toward her mother with silent steps. Before She made a move to scared her mother from behind, Her mother called her and said
" Ayesha Can you get me milk from refrigerator ?".
She was caught once again .She never came to knew how her mother always do that . Maybe she was like other Arab Moms or an extra ordinary one. She picked a sealed jar of milk and handed it to her mother with a disappointed look.
Her mother turned around and get the jar from her .
She became enthusiastic Ayesha once again and asked her mother with Enthusiasm
" Ummi "
"Yes"
" How am I looking ".
Her mother turned around and threw a look toward her .
" Better than you look each day".
The answer was not a convincing one but she still was happy . She knew that Her mother would never answer
" you are looking beautiful " like that, but it still was acceptable from her mother. Her mother wasn't that much enthusiastic like her . She was a patient woman . She has lost her home . She missed Damascus . America was a good country to live in but still it never felt like Home . People accepted them as refugee and foreigners . But Majority of people called them awful things . It was heartbreaking. Ayesha sit down on the chair and her mother called her younger brother to join them for breakfast. Her brother was twelve years old but He was intelligent little guy of family. They eat in the silence . When she get up from the table and was at the door when her mother called out .
" Ayesha could you drop Ali to His school "
" Why?" She asked with a frown on her face.
" Because your father is not at home and it's his first day and he don't know about school ".
" Ummi I will be late for my own class."
" you won't get late dear , If you do I am sure teacher will forgive you knowing that it's your first day ".
"Why don't you drop him to school ".
" Ayesha Bakir you will drop him to school ".
It was an order and she knew she can't deny that .
" Okay mother".
She sent a dangerous look towards her brother, which he returned with a sweet smile .
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After dropping her brother to His school she hurried toward her school.
Her newly bought truck wasn't helping her . It wasn't new not at all . It was 20 years old truck . It was rusted. But still it was perfect ride that what his father said to her.
" Perfect my foot , I wish I could have walk on my foot from my house".
She reached her school . There were few students in parking area, when her perfect ride entered school every one turned around to see him .Yes Prince charming himself ,her newly bought truck. She parked her truck. And get down . There was not a single person who didn't sent her hilarious look. She heard some one saying
" look at that Prince charming , I can't believe He still ride on the road. What a lovely old fellow , His rider might be a legend".
"Or most stupid one".
Before She could hear more about Her Truck . She entered school building. She bring out a slip from her bag on which her class and her studies schedule was written . She made her way to class . She stopped at the gymnasium .It's door was made of glass. She looked at her self one last time. She was looking Presentable. She looked into her amber eyes which were little bit scared . She put the hand on her heart and said
" Please Allah help me".
She made her way to class it was few feet away. She entered the class .
It was filled with students . Teacher was busy in giving lesson. She was a woman in her 40s. She was dressed in a black skirt . When her eyes fall on girl standing at the door. She stopped , and said
" Good Morning"
"Good Morning Mam".
" Are you the New transfer student ,Ayesha Bakir ?"
"Yes Mam".
" Well sweet heart I am your Mathematics teacher Alice Wayne , for your kind information you are 6 minutes late , I don't like people who came late ,but this is your first day so I forgive you ."
"Thank Mrs Wayne ".
There was a sound of slight laughter in the Class . Ayesha didn't knew what she said wrong .
" It's Miss Wayne " Alice told her with displeased look.
Ayesha realized that , She apologized
" I am really sorry Mrs I mean Miss Wayne".
" Ah, Never Mind , You can sit with Miss Ahmed ".
Ayesha look around to find Who this Miss Ahmed was , It didn't take a second When she saw a raised hand from the second last bench .
She rushes toward her . Miss Ahmed picked her books from Ayesha's side of desk and asked Ayesha to sit down with a smile . She was a beautiful girl . Her brown hair having blonde strips were tied up in pony tail falling down on her back . She had grey eyes which were looking like sliver in the shade . She was a mixture of Boldness and kindness.
Ayesha sit down with her . Miss Ahmed extended her hand toward her
" Asslam u Alaikum , I am Maria ".
" wa Alaikum Asslam , I am Ayesha Bakir , as You already know ".
Maria smiled at her answer.
" so where you came from?"
" I came from LA but actually From Damascus".
" Oh really so you are Syrian right".
"Yes and you?".
" Well I am half American and half Pakistani ".
" How come?" Ayesha asked her
" It's like that.." Before She could have heard her Answer . A voice came like thunder.
" Miss Ahmed , is something wrong dear?"
" No Medam ".
" Then why are you disturbing the class".
Every one was watching them. It was an embarrassing moment for Ayesha but not for Maria .
" I am Sorry ". She said in a simple way.
She threw a apologetic smile towards Ayesha and started writing again.
The whole class was busy in lecture When a voice came from door .
" May I came in , Miss Wayne ?"
Every one head turned toward the owner of that voice . The owner was a girl . A hijabi girl . She was breathing heavily like she had run 10 miles. Miss Wayne was quite annoyed to see her because she was late , not just a minute but 20 minutes and class was about to end.
" No you can't . Miss Amir !"
" But why ?"
" Because you are late Miss Amir. I do suggest that you shouldn't have came to class after all".
" I am really sorry there was a traffic jam".
"I had enough of you young lady , This is third time this week. You are always making the same lame excuse ".
" It's the truth ,Now I also have the witness ".
" witness you said. Who is that supposed to be? "
" Mr Blades". She called the boy who just entered the class and was standing behind her. He had a rough appearance . It was like He was also had came from Marathon .
" Mr Blades Is she saying the truth?"
Miss Alice asked him.
" Which truth medam?"
" Is it the truth that there was a traffic jam?" Miss Alice asked him.
" Yes there was a traffic jam"
He said while throwing a look toward the girl. Girl face lit up with pleasure like she had won a case in the court .But she was wrong .
The blades guy continues in his husky voice.
" Yes there was a traffic jam, But you know why it was? madam"
"Why "'
" Because Miss Amir was not riding her bike in the speed limits"'
" you mean she was riding in over speed".
Mr Blades again threw a look toward the girl and she had same look in her eyes . The look of revivals.
" No , She was under speeding".
" What?"
" She was riding her bike so slow that she was blocking all the traffic ,so traffic officer took her aside and put charges on her"'
There was a roar of laughter in the Class.
But Miss Wayne had silenced every one else. Tell both of them to move to their seats. Miss Amir threw a look toward Mr Blades that was like be ready I will have my revenge.
He just shrugged like he was saying you can have it. Miss Amir moved toward her seat . It was behind Ayesha and Maria's. When she was crossing their desk , Maria smiled at her and said
" Aj janum late aye h0?"
( love you are late today )
Ayesha wasn't able to under stand that.
She said with a wink
" Vip late atay hain"
( Vip comes late)
She sit down with her friend . Ayesha turned around to see her. She has dark brown eyes like chocolate . Her beautiful face wrapped up in hijab. She had a carefree smile on her face .She seems a bit savage as well.
Mixture of Happiness and savagery.
She smiled at Ayesha.
Ayesha smiled but then didn't say anything else.
"Well I think i am going to have a good time in here"
Ayesha thought but she didn't knew what was waiting for her in the future .
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Phew
😅 it was tiring but I hope you will like the story . Love y'all

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