Welcome to the world of Aulam Fama
Rule#1-Students are forbidden to enter the forest area and the light house without the permission of their teachers.
Rule#2 -No artificial lights or any other type of illumination is allowed after 10 o'clock.
Rule#...
The next day I woke up at 8 o'clock finished all my morning routines and headed for the class.
My first class was English.
I headed towards the hall, the moment I stepped in everyone stopped talking ... there was a pin drop silence in the room like the silence we feel in our maths class.
Everyone looked at me from head to toe as if I didn't belong here. some were whispering among themselves, some were running for their dear life like I was some wild animal.
One thing I noticed was that all of them were wearing rich colorful designer clothes.unlike me who was in a pair of 2nd handed black jeans and a tight black t-shirt with queen written on it and was 2 sizes smaller than mine.
Maybe that's why they are behaving like this. Or maybe because of Maya my doppelganger.
By the way where is the boy who kidnapped me.
Stop thinking of him. I mentally scolded myself
I stopped near the lockers and looked for the one with 3-113 on it. I spotted it a few feet away. "Hey bitch" someone called out to me.
I ignored and walked towards my locker.
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"Bitch I am talking to you"she said pushing away the kids.
Her face was flooding with so much glittery makeup as if she was attending a wedding . She was wearing a red crop top paired with shorts. Her breasts were practically touching the floor.
"Well, last time I checked my name was not bitch. So get out of my way."I griited out in annoyance
Her face turned red hot in anger.
"Do you know who I am ?"
"No, and not interested in knowing who u are"I said and walked past her leaving people staring at me with shock.
"Excuse me... where is room 54-English," I asked a redhead girl.
"English class? It's in the basement. You can take the stairs." she said pointing to the staircase behind me.
"Ok thanks" I smiled
"No problem" she smiled back
The staircase led straight to the basement.
I looked around there were many rooms but no student insight. Weird.
I opened the door of the room nearest to the stairs . It was a room..... not a teaching one it was a bedroom. 5 times bigger than mine and 100 times beautiful than mine.
This is where they teach English- in a bedroom.
I was ready to leave but my curiosity got better of me.
I stepped inside the room. The room was like a perfect magazine cover. I'm afraid to sit in case I wrinkle the fabric or stain it with something I don't even know is on my pants.
The couch was cream but inlaid with fine green silk; leaves embroidered so delicately that they might have landed there in spring and just sunk in, but I know they took hundreds of hours to sew.
The white curtains are linen, the kind of white that is untouched by hands and devoid of dust.
The big windows gave the perfect view of basement pool
But the thing that fascinated me the most was the bed.It looked so comfy.so soft
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( The room looked like this minus the plants)
I touched the bed a little ..... man it was like silk must be expensive.
'Ok shanayra enough of dreaming things you can't have now go and find your English class.'
The sound of someone's footsteps came from the bathroom door.
OH SHIT!
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