She knew the family history, she heard stories of the Abadhis being psychotic and mental just get what they want.
But she saw something different in Sahib Abadhi, she believed he wasn't like his father since they were best friends since childhood.
B...
I was picking up books from my locker when it immediately slam shut I turn to face the culprit.
"What gives?" I snapped when I look up to see Hammad who is one of Sahib close friends.
"What's up Hadid." He said leaning on my locker in front of me.
"What do you want?" I say crossing my arms.
"Party. Tonight at my house by eight." He said and I roll my eyes.
"Not a fan of parties so I won't be going." I said.
"You might want to because your boyfriend Sahib is indeed coming." He said and walked away.
"He's not my boyfriend!" I yelled after him.
"As you say!" He yelled back at me. I was about to continue what I was doing till I saw Sahib having a conversation with Ayush bear her locker.
I could feel the jealousy eating me up alive as I stared at Sahib talking to Ayush as she laughed touching his arm.
I sighed, not like I'm some desperate jealous bitch but when he talks to other girls I'm fine by it but when it comes to Ayush it's different.
She like Sahib and she knows I like him too that's why whatever chance she gets to throw me out of the way she'll take it.
Then she turn to look at me and smirked but I immediately roll my eyes ignoring her.
And then Sahib also turned and I quickly faced my locker.
Ayush is beautiful, dark skinned and has that our glass figure and all that which makes me insecure about myself and most especially my body because I already know I have no chance with Sahib.
Not like I'm calling myself disgusting because I know I'm not ugly but I have never even had a boyfriend or been asked out by a freaking male!
Ayush is skinny with her figure eight while I'm a little heavier and thicker in all parts of my body.
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I sigh bringing all these thoughts out of my head. I should start to learn that I will never be in Sahibs level except being his best friend.
Ever. Because I'm not in anyway Sahibs type because all the girls he talks to are gorgeous except me.
In fact I will go to that party to show him what he's missing out!
*** My parents were not around so I have a choice to go to the party thank God.
I wore a baby pink Abaya with a fitted baby pink dress inside and go ready to go. I hurried with my make up because Uber I ordered is already here.
I grabbed my belongings and locked the house reaching outside. "Asalamu'alaikum sir." I said and he just hissed and started driving.
"Okay..." I say putting my seatbelt and after ten minut s we arrived at Hamada parents mansion.
I climb down from the car walking into the house and the first thing I saw almost made me vomit my heart out.
