Mein tumse baat hi kyu karun, lagte kya ho tum mere? I annoyingly snapped.
Sach bataun? He asked smirking, knowing that would further annoy me.
ughhh. Tumse toh baat karna hi bekaar hai. Bhaar mein jao tum. I snapped glaring him hard.
Ouch! That h...
Peeche peeche aunda meri chaal venda ayi , Peeche peeche aunda meri chaal venda ayi, Cheera waleya waikh da ayi ve mera laung gawcha... my phone blasted with my favourite song, and as usaul instead of looking for who called I started enjoying the song while humming the beat.
Before I could fully get into the song, reality dawned upon me, I'm currently sitting in my most favourite class MATHS. Dang it.Looking up at the professor, he was glaring daggers at me and the whole class was staring like I just murdered someone infront of them. Like seriously people.
And just like that I actually asked , "why are you guys looking at me like I have just murdered someone in front you?" Everyone started getting back to whatever they were doing.
Anyways, "Was it your phone that just rung professor? Clearly you forgot the rules of your own class. What a shame." I asked nodding my head left to right. The whole class was trying real hard not to brust out laughing, I knew I was gonna get detention so why not fully make use of it. Yea? I tried holding in my laughter but couldn't. Just by looking at the professor's face, it was completly red like a tomato, don't know was it embarrasment or anger, if this was in cartoon, i swear there would have been steam coming out of his ears. Just by imagining that I started laughing even more, cluthching my stamach. Seeing me laugh like that added fuel to the fire I created for my self.
"SHUT UPPP EVERYONEE!!!!!!" The professor shouted making everyone to shut, even me. Sike. I was still laughing. "And you miss Zoya Khan, leave my class right now and detention for the next whole week." He snapped glaring me. "My pleasure professor," i grinned and salute him before winking at Aasiya, aasi fr short. I grabbed my things.
Just when i was about to leave the class, Aasi started shouting at the professor, "dur fitte mu tere, khambakht naam ka professor hai tu, kamine parhata kya hai jab yeh tak nahi samaj aah raha mein bol kya rahi hoon. Saale phuti kismat wale," this caused me to laugh even harder, tears were rolling down my face now.
"Enough Miss Aasiya, I have already explained the rules of my class, no other language other than english. You can leave the class as well. Join Miss Zoya in the detention for the next whole week. And dare not speak any other language from next time onwards." The professor snapped at Aasi. And yup that was just our all time way to get out of his class.
Aasi and I were wondering around the hallways getting to the locker when i was busy cursing the professor with Aasi, I bumped into a wall. "What the hell yaarr, yeh beech raste mein deewar Kisne khari kar dii. Kamine jis insaan neh bhi ki woh apne crush keh samne slip ko kar gir jaye, achi izzat ho gi tab." I was busy talking to myself when someone held out a hand for me, right when i looked up there it was all in his glory, the badboy himself,Zayyan Ahmed Khan with his chick whose name i guess is Azaan.
I ignored his hand and tried standing up on my own but things just simply can't go the right way with me and I fell on my bum, "Ayiii Allah miyaaa" I shouted holding my hip. And all the three of them brust out laughing at my clumsiness. "Kya yaar Allah miya,kabhi toh izzat rakh liya karo meri, phir chahe ittu si bhi kyu nah ho," I said while looking up at the sky like i'm actually talking to Allah miya, with my hands raised, almost joining my thumb and first finger.
"Why the hell are you guys still here? Nahi, Drama laga howa hai naa? Entertainment hoon mein yahan sab ki, jo jab aye mu uthaye, aakar mazaak banaye mera aur nikal pare." I said in annoyance while standing up and thankfully I did it successfully this time. I was gonna do my happy wala dance but realised these namonaas still here, smirking at me with amusement written on the faces.
"Whatt?"I questioned Zayyan raising my one eyebrow. "Nothing," he said smirking and then bumping his shoulder intentionally with mine causing me to almost fall back but i managed to balance. Huff. When I looked back at him, he winked at me, yelling " See you soon clumsy!!"
"See you my foot , samajta kya hai apne aap ko, just how dare he winked at mee like wth!!!!!" I was full on blabbering on my own. When I look at Aasi she was staring me with amusement lased on her face. "Ab tujey kya hai, esse mu kyu bana rahi hai tu?" I asked, irritated cuz i know what was going through her good for nothing brain.
"Tu bata chakkar kya hai tera aur Zayyan ka? Aaram se baat kyu nahi kar sakti tu osse, bechara itna hot toh hai, patta le tu. At least handsome jiju toh mile ga mujey." She casually said.
"Ho gaya tera? Agar itna hi hai toh ja khud patta le, kahan ka hot aur handsome? Bandar jaisi shakal aur kutte jaisi awaaz hai oski, jab dekho bonkhta hi rehta hai, ayi bari handsome jiju chaiye." I replied while putting my books in my locker.
Shuuuu, essa kuch nahi hai. I replied to my own inside voice. Haan sirf oski ankhe achi hein. Greyy. Chall, puri lattuuu hai tu os par, again came a voice from inside.
Bhassss. Chuppp abbb. I snapped at it.
"Chal Aasi cafeteria chalte hein kuch thusne. Mere pait mein toh jungle sara kood raha hai, aurrr," I gave her knowing look and she got what I was trying to tell her.
"Haan haann. Abhi toh madam zoya ka din shuru howa hai aur essa kabhi howa hai keh Miss Zoya Khan kabhi fasaad nah phelaye." She replied sarcastically with a glint in her eye.
"Essa kabhi howaaa.... toh nahi, aur bhool jaa essa koi din bhi aye ga. nahh. Mein kabhi aane hi nahi doon gi."I smirked.
"Essa kabhi howa hai keh tu kuch siyapa kare aur mein tera sath nah doon. Nah naa. Ab chall. Maza aye gaa." She excitedly turned dragging me with her to the next destination. Cafeteria.
A/N
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
