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Rrrrngggg!!

My alarm blared off signalling it was time for fajr.

I groaned and made my way to the bathroom, making wudhu and praying.

After praying, I decided to sleep for a little while before going to college.

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"I believe you guys have applied for your training or internship " the professor droned on

AN..
My school, once we in our third year we usually go for an industrial training or internship, not only medical student. But I stand to be corrected though if only medical students are called interns..

Almost everyone replied affirmatively before we were dismissed..

I picked my bag, texting the girls to meet up outside.

I didn't have enough time to turn around as the grenades called my best friends bumped into me making us fall to the ground.

I sat up and glared at them "thanks guys " I told them sarcastically.

They giggled and helped me up.

"Cmon let's go eat, I'm starving " Jasmine said.

"Where did y'all apply for your training " I asked the girls as we strolled to our favorite restaurant.

"I applied at my uncle's company "Halima replied.

"Mom is going to help me " Jasmine shrugged.

"What about you Af " they asked.

"Papa told me to keep checking my mails, he applied at a friend's company " I replied with a smile.

"Daddy's girl " Halima teased.

We all laughed and entered the restaurant, placing our orders.

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"bye ladies " I yelled as I ran to the door eager to see my dad.

I opened the door and squealed seeing Papa making lunch.

"Daddy!!! "

He gave a hearty laugh and hugged me.

"How was school "? He asked.

"Just fine, how was the trip " I asked sitting down.

"Alhamdulilah Af ",go wash up and come for lunch " he replied.

"Okay "...

I ran up to my room, changing into my sweatpants and a baggy shirt, checking my laptop because my phone signalled I had a notification from my mail.

I squealed as I saw I've been accepted at the company and I needed to come tomorrow.

I ran downstairs to tell daddy as we sat down to eat with a congrats from him.

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