Wow today is perfect; I got into my dream school ST. Pauls High school, Mumbai. I always wanted to get in here. I am a bit nervous well who’s not on their first day. As I reached the gate I stood there and took a quick recap. How I always wanted to get in here, I got all excited when I received the confirmation letter , I wished my mom was here for me too ..........
“Hey, are you planning to stand here the whole day?”
“huuh” I responded as someone intruded my thoughts.
“Well I am Soniya” she smiled.
“ohm, well I am Aliya.” I replied.
“I know today is your first day so is mine”
“How do you know? I mean........” I asked anxiously.
“Well see those books in your hand; I could use some of your company.”
“o.k., thanks I’d love that.”
As I walked through the corridors, I could see my dreams finally coming true. The scent in the air was something that I couldn’t forget. My day would be fabulous today.
“ahhhhhhh” I groaned.
It was something like someone smacked me down. My head spun, it took me few moments to realise that I was banged against the wall.
“Whoa, are you okay?”
“No I am not okay” I yelled.
When I looked up, he was standing there tall with those blue eyes right into mine. But that wouldn’t bribe me.
“So Mr. Sorry you ruined my first day” I said adjusting myself and staring right in to his eyes ferociously. ”you’re sorry ruined it.”
“Oh really I hope it happens to you again and again.” He said rudely.
“Who the hell are you, what do you think you are.”I shouted.
“Hey Soniya tell her to shut up.” He said irritatingly and left.
“You know him Soniya”I enquired.
“Ya he’s my cousin.”
“Cousin?” I asked bewildered.
“Yea, he’s kind of a jerk he stays with us.”
“Take me to the infirmary, before I grow a big bump on my head.” I cried.
My first day was ruined because of some jerk. And now am running 10 minutes late for my first class.
“You, better hurry up” Soniya said as we were running through the corridors
“Excuse me” I interrupted “may I come in?”
“oh yes, oh yes.” The lecturer answered. “First impression is the last impression.”
“No excuses madam go take your seat”
Damn I hate it. I and soniya sat next to each other.
“well let’s start the class with introduction” our lecturer said.
Our first class was about literature. Damn I hate that subject. Our class teacher was a baldie, stout, in fact a torture.
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