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chapter 1 (Welcome To My World)
zoe's pov:
I had to admit, with no intention of bragging whatsoever, I'm damn awesome. I
mean, have you ever met anyone who's still in high school after the amount of
trouble they've gotten into? Nah, I bet you haven't. But there's always a first time,
and you'll be meeting this person very soon.
So here I was, standing with my head held high, my arms crossed loosely
across my chest and my brown hair flying behind me. I feel like I'm at the beach
right now, instead I'm at the principal's office waiting to hear the verdict for
gluing a very annoying boy to his chair. With the standing fan right in front of me
blowing a huge amount of air onto my face, I'm sadly reminded of the beach
breeze.
Mr. MARK , the principal tapped his chin as if in deep thought. "Hmm, what
have I given you already? Detention? Check. Extra homework? Check. Helping
the librarian during lunch? Check. Cleaning the school grounds? Check.
Suspension? Check-"
"Sir, I could make you a list to save you the trouble of mentioning them all," I
interrupted. I'd be standing here for a very long time if he were to mention them
all. His face turned beetroot red as he glared at me for interrupting him. Oh I
loved it when his face went red as it would complete his cartoon-ish character
of being short, round and bald. He'd fit in Tom and Jerry perfectly if only he
could have steam pouring out of his ears.
"No need for that zoya . In fact, I've just remembered a conversation I had
earlier this morning with a friend of mine-" I cut him short.
"Woah sir! You have a friend?!" I asked in complete disbelief. Yeah, till now I
thought the only person he would converse to was his unfortunate wife.
At this point I actually wanted to burst out laughing looking at his face. I'm sure
even the most depressed person would smile if they saw him at the moment.
His face was redder than the chair he was sitting on. I was trying my hardest to
keep a serious face on.
"Don't push it, zoya! You're in big trouble already!" He exclaimed angrily.
Ahh, now it was actually getting fun.
"For what, Sir? Gluing Akram to his chair?" This time I couldn't help it, I burst
out laughing at the memory of akram trying to stand up, with the chair attached to
his ass. I tell you, it was a pretty sticky situation.
I glanced at the clock and saw around ten minutes had passed already. Whew,
time really flies when you're having fun. But obviously it was more fun outside
the office, so I decided to stop joking around, hear the punishment and quickly
get out.
"Sorry sir, please carry on about your friend's conversation," I said with fake
politeness and the gravest face I could put on.
He cleared his throat and continued, "James Kelvin, owner of the TalkToUs
teenage hotline centre, is lacking in employees. YOU will fill in the place and
help talk to the people after school for an hour, for a whole week. If you skip
these, James will inform me and you will get into deeper trouble. Do you
understand zoya ?!"
I groaned. Talk to depressed strangers over the phone for an hour and give
them advice? Damn, sometimes I'd need the suggestion of at-least three
people when choosing between two tops during shopping. I mean, I'd love to
help them, maybe I could save a few lives. But I was pretty sure my advice
would be something like 'Oh please don't kill yourself. I'm sure everything's
gonna be alright after your boyfriend cheated on you with your best friend while
your mom died in the plane crash on her way back, and now they can't find her
body pieces.' Nope, definitely helping nobody.
"I knew this would be the perfect punishment for you," Mr. mark muttered,
smiling satisfactorily to himself.
I pouted, "Sir! You know me very well! I can't give advice! Instead they'll get
more depressed talking to me!"
He laughed, "zoya you can be really funny sometimes. Now shoo, move
along, I have work to do." He showed that he meant what he said when he put
his thick- framed glasses back on and trained his eyes back on the computer.
I wasn't going to give up so easily. I stayed exactly where I was with my arms
still folded and a determined look on my face. A minute had passed with me
just staring at him and he was still typing, not even giving me a glance of a sort.
I cleared my throat very loudly and instead of looking up at me he just continued
typing with a small smile on his face. He was probably enjoying this because
ignoring a person like me wasn't an easy task. But he was improving of course,
from previous experience.
"SIR," I said a little too loud.
He looked up, "Oh you're still here? I thought I dismissed you. Hmm, I must have
forgotten to. What a good girl you are to keep waiting. Okay, you can go now."
With that he went back to typing at his computer.
I sighed, as I could see winning wasn't in for me today, so I tried delaying it
instead. "Could I at least start the punishment on Monday? I mean, its Thursday
today and then the weekend will follow. Its better I just start off after the
weekend, I'll be more refreshed," More like a woken up zombie, I thought to
myself. But he didn't need to know that. I just wanted to delay the stupid
punishment.
"How about a NO?" he said.
"Oh come on, you know you want to give me the time. I mean, I could at least
practice advice-giving in these four days!" That made him start thinking and I
took this opportunity before it could slip away, "Oh just say yes. You know you
want to!" I whined.
He gave me a weird look, "Well, I don't want to say yes, but you can start on
Monday. I can see how torturous the punishment is to you already."
"Oh thank you! Now sir, how about we make it a half an hour instead?" I tried
bargaining a bit more.
He frowned, "How about you start today then?"
I laughed, "Haha, it's fine. Bye." With that I was out of the office at lightning
speed before he could change his mind.
I decided to just wander around the hallways since only a few minutes were left
for lunch. I ended up waiting outside English class. Class for my best friend,
nazma. She was born in india but lived there for only seven years. We met
in a park, building sand castles together and ever since, we were the best of
friends. The bell rang bringing me out of thoughts and I saw nazma rushing
towards me, her brown curly hair flying behind her and her blue eyes sparkling.
She was pushing her way through the other students who were eagerly headed
for the cafeteria. "ya alha !" She exclaimed, meaning Oh my God! Yes,
now I partly know urdu , thanks to her. "What the hell happened?! I heard you
glued akram to his chair! Damn, I wish I'd seen him!"
I knew she'd get excited about this the most since akram was her exboyfriend.
Although he cheated on her she didn't break down or something, just
a little upset because she knew he was a player and it was coming. She just
enjoyed the good times while they lasted!
"Aye, I did exactly what you heard," I winked at her and linked my arm through
hers as we headed for the cafeteria. Whew, I was hungry. But nazma was a
sucker for details and wanted to know more, while the only thing on my mind
was FOOD! So I told her the truth, I didn't know what happened as I was
immediately sent to the office. nazma then vowed to find out how he un-stuck
himself.
Just as we were turning the corner I saw akram coming out of the nurse's
office fuming, his best friend alongside him visibly trying to hold in a laugh. I of
course, couldn't let this chance slip away, so I called out to him, "Hey akram ! You
okay? I hope you don't have pieces of your ass still stuck to the chair!" I asked
in a very concerned tone.
His face turned tomato red as he angrily stalked towards me, fists clenched at
his sides, increasing his stride. "You bitch!" He spat out, "You are so dead!"
This was enough to make me sprint off into the opposite direction, I could feel
akram hot on my trail.
For motivation, nazma ran behind us and kept shouting inspiring stuff like,
"RUN zoe ! RUN!" Yeah, it was motivating enough.
I ran as fast as my legs could carry me and even though he was a football
player and could run fast as hell, I could too. I mean, I was getting training from
running away from students like him almost every-day. So pranking does have
its good side doesn't it? Keeps me in shape!
I have to admit though, I felt a little bad for messing with him. Do you annoy a
guy with killer looks? Okay he wasn't smoking hot or something but he was
good-looking enough to be able to change girlfriends every few days. But then
that little guilty feeling I had disappeared as I remembered why I did it. He was
annoying me, therefore none of this was my fault since he was clearly provoking
me. The other reason was revenge for nazma . Punching him in the nose
obviously wasn't enough for me.
I dared to look back and saw he was slowly decreasing in his speed. I stuck my
tongue out at him to show him what a loser he was. I really shouldn't have done
that because that made him run faster than he was before and before I knew it
my hands were pinned behind my back and I could feel his hot breath blowing
down my neck. Oh this was so uncomfortable!
"Scared now?" He whispered into my ears with a dangerous voice. Okay, I'll
admit it, I really was scared. I mean, I knew how to run but I sucked at my karate
skills. What if he tried to murder me? He could just give my neck one tight
squeeze with his overly muscular arms and I'd be dead already. Then he could
just bury me in the school grounds and no one would ever know how I died! Oh
but then at least I could stalk him as a ghost. Scare the shit outta him.
"Hey man, leave her alone." Oh there he was! My knight in shining armor! Well
he was actually wearing dark blue jeans and a white shirt but it looked like a
shining armor to me at the moment. My hot knight Asad walked towards us and
stopped in front of akram and cocked his head at him. "Why do you like
harassing girls akram?" He asked and winked at me.
"Wha.. I'm not harassing her, dude! She was harassing me!" akram
protested.
asad wiggled his eyebrows at him, "Well it doesn't look like it at the moment."
And it probably didn't with akram right behind me holding my arms at my
back, and no space between us at all. It sure did look like I was being harassed
and I took ultimate advantage of this position.
"Help! akram is harassing me! You bloody womanizer!" I yelled at him. He
looked at me in pure shock and confusion. "Let me go you bas***d!" I yelled
again, trying to wriggle out of his hold.
He left my hands and squinted at me angrily. "Look here you little cow. I'm
letting you go this time but if you mess with me again, I swear to God you'll
regret it."
Woah, he really could be a scary snake at times! "Okay scary snake, calm
down!"
He glared at me and I quickly made my exit before he would change his mind
and beat me to a pulp. asad was soon beside me shaking his head and
laughing at me. "You need to be more careful zoya . I can't rescue you all the
time!" He warned me.
I turned to him and batted my eyelashes at him, "My darling knight in shining
armor, thanks for rescuing me!"well tell u all asad is best buddy and always save me.
"If you're done making a fail attempt at being sexy, could we carry on to the
cafeteria? I'm hungry as hell."
I hit him on the shoulder and said, "Hey that's rude! I am sexy as hell! Wait.. I'm
sexy and I know it!" I started singing that song.
asad immediately groaned, "Stop it already! It's so annoying!" nazma then
joined us and continued singing with me.
asad walked ahead saying he'll just meet us inside. Poor guy, he saves me and
this is what he gets. But that's how it worked: I got in trouble and asad would
come rescue me, therefore he was my knight in shining armor since he saved
me from getting punched to death by a crazy girl who couldn't take a joke.
We were soon inside the cafeteria so we stopped singing our sexy song and
went to get our lunch. We bought our burgers and fries along with a coke and
headed to our usual table which included of nazma 's boyfriend imran, along
with our two other friends, ayaan and asad. They were halfway done with their
food, swallowing it down like it was going to run away. I shook my head in
disgust and sat opposite them with nazma.
"You guys! Slow down! This isn't the last time you're gonna see a ham-burger!"
They just grinned at me and carried on.
ayaan then looked up and asked, "So, why are you guys late?" I nodded towards
asad and he answered for me, since he had a special ability of being able to
eat and talk at the same time. I was too hungry now to give the whole
explanation, and besides, the running had made me really hungry.
By the time asad was done, ayaan and imran were laughing their heads off and I
soon joined them. I just loved laughing. We were receiving stares from the
nearby tables but we didn't really care. Then came the part I was avoiding. imran
asked, "Hey zoe , so what punishment did you get this time?"
"Umm.. helping the librarian!" I blurted out.
"Haha, again? This is the third time in the row you're getting this. We could
come help again," ayaan offered.
"No!" I accidentally said that. Now I had everyone at the table raising their
eyebrows at me, I felt like a guilty criminal. They'd always secretly helped out
when I got a punishment like that, and me denying their help now definitely was
suspicious.
"Okay we know you're lying zoe. Spit it out," nazma demanded.
"Really, I'm not! It's just... I have a plan now, but I'll tell you guys about it later!" I
knew the boys didn't have the sharpest memory so they'd soon forget about it.
But nazma ... I turned to her and gave her a pleading look asking her to just
shut up, and that I would tell her everything later. She nodded.
As soon as we were out of the cafeteria she steered me away and asked, "So,
why were you lying and what IS your punishment?!"
I grimaced, "Okay. I have to help out at the TalkToUs teenage hotline centre
from Monday. Please don't tell the boys! They're not gonna let this one go!" I
pleaded her.
She tapped her finger against her chin and acted as if in deep thought then
smiled, "Fine. But I am so gonna use this against you!"
I sighed, "Whatever. Just don't tell anyone, even imran!"
"Fine, I promise!" She said. With that we went off to our next class, humming
'Call me maybe' together
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I don't really know if TalkToUs really exists or something, I kind of just made it
up! I'd really love your feedback on this!
hit likes and comments.they give me a lot of encourgement.
love all
aarti😊
Ye Hai Mohabbatein
Mangal Lakshmi
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