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HERE IT COMES! YOU SURE WILL COME ACROSS TYPO ERRORS. WILL EDIT LATER.

IT IS NOT AN ISLAMIC PLOT SO PLEASE DON'T BE JUDGEMENTAL.

ENJOY READING!

Having to wake up every morning for school sucks. But what are we supposed to do when "they" say education is the key to success.
"Don't make me come up there again Mayisha ." My mum yelled from downstairs.

I quickly got down from the bed stumbling on my own feet. Crap! That's a daily routine tho. It happens all the time. Especially when my mum yells my name for the umpteenth time & I know what's gonna come next.
' I'm up mom!"
Better be she replied.
I quickly rushed a shower and dressed up. Took my bag and headed downstairs for breakfast. everybody was there except me. I'm always late.
Morning mom, morning Dad, I greeted. "Honey I wonder if you were this lazy when you were a teen," my mum said to my dad looking at me. I knew what she meant but I chose to act oblivious to it all. I rushed my breakfast and headed straight to school.



Stuffing some books in my bag, I felt hands rest on my waist. He rocks us back and forth and whispers in my ears "hey girlfriend" God! What he does to me! A smile instantly crept its way to my face. "Hey boyfriend" i replied turning to face him. you look beautiful as always he says placing a kiss on the tip of my nose. & You look smoking hot.
He stares at me intently his gaze making goosebumps appear on my skin. Stop giving me that look Nabil, I nudge him on his shoulders. Are u about to devour me or something? I added jokingly
Can't I look at my gurl?







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Here comes nothing guys!
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