Chapter- 11

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I was forced to wake up by the hideous sound of blow dryer which meant Maliha was already up and getting ready. She was wearing the same dress, we picked up in the mall, a light blue knee- length dress with freshly blow dried hair falling over her shoulders  . She waited for me  while I put my orange top and  denim skirt.

We were all supposed to be waiting for the bus at the College's Gate no. 1 at 9:00 am sharp. Maliha insisted on going a liitle earlier to avoid any 'incident' with Mr. Roy so we arrived  at 8:45 am , 15 minutes earlier! Armaan was already there wearing a plane white shirt not the one he picked up with us in the mall. I decided to talk to him now and clear all the air between us and started walking towards him.

'Inaya Raza? have you counted the students present here?' Mr. Roy said interrupting my thoughts at once after coming out from nowhere.

As being told , I started counting the students and marking the attendance on a piece of paper. Two students hadn't still  showed up.

'Call them whoever has their numbers or I am going to leave them here!' yelled Mr. Roy

Denise and Rita started shuffling their fingers through their phones nervously. After few minutes, both of them arrived. One of them I recognised was Samira!

'I am sorry, sir!' Samira said

'Don't you have a watch? Or your phone? Or you use that only for chatting?' Mr. Roy yelled.

Samira stood still with a horrified look on her face.

Mr. Roy rushed towards the bus followed by all of us. As I was busy counting the students and marking their attendance, I entered last in the bus, my eyes were nervously looking for Maliha as the bus was almost full and there was only one seat left next to our psychotic psychology teacher and I didn't wanted to spend full 1 hr. with this angry bird and ruin my mood and probably my day!

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