Best-friends, Skype Calls And Love...

Chapter 5

I woke up this morning with a bit of excitement. It was finally the golden jubilee celebration day at my school. I was nervous but at the same time excited. YO! We gonna rock it !!

I called my friends from my bed asking about today's schedule. We were all supposed to reach in an hour. Oh wow, already late. RUN SARA!! I quickly jumped off the bed, and ran for a shower.

I got ready in my school uniform. We had to wear our performance costume after reaching school. I borrowed make up from my mom because personally I just had an eyeliner and balm. That's what make up is for me. 18 and I still don't feel like dressing up like barbie dolls. GIRL I AM, BLACKSPOT?

I packed everything in my school bag and left my room. I had breakfast, met my parents and left the house. My driver took me to the school. While I was on my way I got a message. It was from Zaid and I could feel the instant smile covering my face. I opened it and read-

"Hi Sara, Good Luck for your performance, I am sure you gonna rock. Do good Girl! :) "

Aww so thoughtful he is for leaving me a message before my performance. I thought to myself. I quickly pressed the reply button and started typing-

" Thanks for being concerned, it's sweet of you :) "

Another message from him within a minutes time- " no problem, I will talk to you after your performance. Buzz me when done ? "

"I quickly replied- "yeah sure I will ! "

I could see my school building approaching so I kept my phone inside and got off the car. I started walking confidently towards my school gate. I wonder from where I had this sudden positive energy? ZAID??..NO!

Whatever it is, I feel awesome.

I saw my friends waving towards me like a maniac from the corridor. They were so excited it seemed as if we met after ages. Yes, we girls are cute, oh wait SUPER CUTE and I love everything about us apart from the PMS mood swings. It's bad, trust me on this.

I reached the corridor and hugged them each. AWW! We went inside the changing room to get ready. We applied make up first, wore accesories and finally wore our costume.

After this we started with the most important work- Clicking Pictures. MODELS ARE WE? YES EVERY FUCKING GIRL IS!

We were not really satisfied with the number of copies we made but still our teacher called for our turn. NERVOUS!

We went on the stage and performed. It felt so good. Everything fell on place. I was freaking out for no reason. We went back to the green room and changed back to our school dress. We planned on going to some coffee shop for a 'after party' . We all left in one car and asking other cars to tag along.