||Ch 6 : Ice - Cream Talks||

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St. Paul's School

 Paul's School

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Fourth Grade:

Ahana's PoV

I was walking in the corridor with my head hung low. I was trying my best not to make eye contact with anyone. With that incident, literally the whole of fourth grade knows about me now. I've become a joke and a subject to gossip about.

I wish I could wear a veil to school...

I haven't made any friends yet. The fact is, the sections were shuffled and I was shifted to another section far from my friends. Trust me, its the worst thing that can ever happen to you. When you're all excited about the new session to start, the nightmares of sections shuffling horrifies you. I mean....what's the need of shuffling the sections?

The school people wanna play cards?!

Our country's education system is useless. They pay attention in every other worthless prospect except for education. It is in extremes. Its like either not at all education or too much education that the kid goes with the textbook in his mouth doing "grrrrr".

Sometimes I wonder, how we all are born out of nowhere and forced to go to  school against our will. What if I wanted to be a turtle?!

Imma straight A student but not a great fan of studies or school stuff. I dunno how I do that but I do. I just want to be at school because I don't wanna get bored at home, when mom and dad are doing their business and Oreo is eating all my cookies! At the same time I'm very competitive, I don't want the Full Attendance award to go to that Danika. She's the topper and she's mean....very mean.

Okay...lot of rambling and beating about the bush happened, now comes the big part - getting inside the class and looking at every one staring at you and giggling. Sometimes, I hate to be the centre of attraction of everything. Sometimes...it really does suck.

I gathered all the courage and bolted inside the classroom with my head down. My destination was my seat. I just wanted to sit there and ignore everyone else like they're wearing doraemon's invisible cap.

But all went in vain. As soon as I stepped in, everyone started laughing and pointing at me. They all had formed groups and were gossiping about me. Gosh....I didn't want this to happen. I'll forever be bullied like this.

"See....the class clown is back!", Danika spoke from beside me. I looked at her. She looked like a geek but she wasn't. She was the Miss Popular types. She looked like she had bathed in bleach and came to school. She wore those round-round specs and two pigtails. She was very competitive in a negative way. She didn't like me at all. Even I didn't like her. I mean...the look that she used to give me, it was so irritating. Seeing her face used to spoil my mood. And thanks to the shuffling, I landed in the same section as hers.

I hate her.

I ignored her and walked to my seat. I placed my bag on the floor and sat on the seat, lying my head on the desk and not giving a damn about her.

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