(Anabia: 14 years old, Huzaifa:16 years old)
(Anabia's pov)
"So your telling me you bumped into Huzaifa?!" We were all sitting in our usual spot at break, the wooden bench, which glistened in the reflected light, sitting between us. I sat there, my hands sweating again as the memories of yesterday began to fill my sight. Mahnoor just stared at me, a look of boredom spreading across her face.
"Anabia it's obvious he likes you. I still don't get how your not over him" I look back at her as she stares on across the wall, her chin resting against her palm. Today was in one of her gloomy moods where anything that didn't concern her was too boring to be discussed. Apart from that Kamryn and Rabeeha were both smirking, all of a sudden deciphering different scenarios to fit me into.
"You know Anabia, you and Huzaifa remind of a K drama. Awkward staring, bumping into each other, I'm pretty sure it's a sign that you two are gonna end up together" Kamryn says as she continues to nibble on her croissant. "I mean that's what happens in K dramas anyways" I sigh shaking my head.
"Reality is different. K dramas are stories in which it makes it look like all the signs point towards love. However if the same thing happened in reality, all that would be left is despair and sadness." I remember my parents explaining it all to me. That's why our family had arranged marriages. The sudden silence drives me to look back at all of them as they stare at me, their mouths open wide. "What?" I say raising an eyebrow. "It's all true. In the end the perfect couple that they become in a k drama is the broken relationship of two people who were 'supposedly' destined for each other."
"Anabia bro that's deep. I've never heard that before. All I know is that relationships now a days don't turn out as well as they plan them to." The sound of the bell from the doors indicates the end of the break. "Yeah we better all go inside now. Don't want to be late for science" As everyone else starts making their way towards the door, a sudden voice makes me jump and grabbing onto my bag, I turn around to see who it belonged to.
"You dropped something on your way here." Thump Thump Thump. I could hear my heart beating in my ears, the heat suddenly rising in my cheeks. Thump Thump Thump.
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Ciao everyone. Sorry for the short chapter. I haven't been able to write to my full capacity due to my laptop charger breaking (as you all already know) -_- so apologies for that. Either way I hoped you enjoyed the chapter and Make sure to vote and comment! See you all next week! Ci vediamo amiche! :)
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