I was dismayed to hear that I got detentions after school. Miss Olivia didn't even let me explain that I wasn't the culprit. Instead, she just removed us out of the classroom.

"She's ruined my reputation in school"

As I was stowing away my books in my locker, a cheerful voice suddenly broke the silence. It was a boy's voice saying, "Hey there."

"Oh no, not again",and I knew what was coming"

"Hello, fiery fire," he uttered, his goofy smile plastered on his face.

"I've heard that one before," I muttered, rolling my eyes.

Jake just laughed and continued chatting away as if he hadn't heard a word I said.

I banged my locker door and ignored him, hoping he would go away. But he just stood there, looking at me with a smirk on his face.

"Oh, thank god Uzma was here," I caught her eye from afar and waved a greeting that she acknowledged.

She came walking towards me, and I felt relieved to have someone to talk to.

"Hey what happened , you seem off"

"I got detentions after school" I retorted. Just because of that Idiot , ugh....!

"If murder was halal in a way, I would have been the first one to kill Jake. I've never been these humiliated in my life Uzma, this is all because of him" I replied extremely annoyed.

"Hey! It's ok calm down, take a deep breathe, here have some water" she instructed me.

"Anger is something which leads to only evil and destruction, soo please Sarah cool your anger"

"Yes my support system" I replied smilingly

_____________________________
Surprisingly Time flew by and before I knew it, detention time loomed. It felt unreal that I had to stay behind while the rest of the students were free to go home.. I couldn't  believe  that i I was stuck here

I gave my mom a quick call to let her know I'd be late because of the detention I received due to a guy.

As I expected, she was shocked and a bit confused by the news. I hung up, promising to fill her in on the details when I got home. I also informed Uzma to move on without me, as I had to serve my detention.

The outrageous DETENTION starts.

So here I am standing in front of the class door thinking what I got myself into.

"You don't have to stand here all day, Sarah," the blockhead invaded my thoughts as he entered the classroom after me.

"There are plenty of seats here waiting for the princess to have your butt on it," he continued, repeating his same old remark with a mocking tone.

Ohhh I wish I could erase that handsome smirk

Astagfirullah ... yaa Allah what's wrong with me .

Tetchily I entered the class and sat on the first bench.

Opening my book to the page where I last left.

I was enjoying a few minutes of peaceful reading when I suddenly heard a whistle. Being myself, I tried to ignore it at first, but as time went on, it became increasingly difficult not to get irritated.

"Could you please stop whistling, don't you have work or something to do" I said harshly .

He comes jumping from the last bench to the front and sits beside me.

"Do you have any work for me, madam, cause I don't have anything to do right now" he replied smiling at me

"Do whatever you want but please don't irritate me, you are the one responsible for this" I said sternly and went back to reading

As the time passed, I started to feel restless. I wanted to get out of here and go home. But I knew that I had to stay until the detention was over.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the detention ended. I gathered my things and walked out of the room, feeling relieved that it was finally over.

Now that the detentions were over, I was looking forward to getting something to eat. The whole day, I didn't get a chance to have anything except for one apple.

On my way home, I decided to take a halt at Starbucks. I ordered a white caramel macchiato with whipped cream on top and a chocolate croissant for myself. I took my parcel and had it in my car.

BISMILLAH" I murmured and I heard my stomach growling.

As I took a sip of my coffee, I felt a sense of relaxation. The warm, sweet taste of the coffee was exactly what I needed after a long day.

I felt grateful for the little things in life, like a good cup of coffee and a delicious pastry. It reminded me to appreciate the small moments and find joy in the simple things.

I continued to drive home, feeling content and satisfied after my little treat.

Now that I'm in my senses,I realize that I was starving like anything since morning.

It was a relief to finally have something to eat. I felt energized and ready to take on the rest of the day.

As I drove home, I felt grateful for the food that I had and for the ability to satisfy my hunger. It was a reminder to never take the simple things in life for granted.

—————————————————————

" Assalamualaikum Mumma, I'm HOMEEEEEEE" I shouted entering the house.

"Ohh Alhumdulillah you're home before your Dad, and what's on your hijab" said Mumma

I looked at my scarf where she was pointing out and there was chocolate stain.

"Oh that's chocolate, I had a chocolate croissant and coffee while coming home ... I was soooooo hungry Mumma I could have fainted"I replied dramatically,

"You know what happened today I got humiliated in front of the whole class just because of that jerky JAKE.

"Jerky what...?" asked mom surprisingly

"Ohhh I mean jake, jake um collage jerk". I replied

"Hey you cannot call him a jerk he's also someones son Sarah" Mom said eyeing me.

"He simply blamed me for getting lighter, though I never keep a lighter with me Mumma" I said making a sad puppy face.

"Ohh come here honey" Mom said hugging me It's ok now you go freshen up before your Dad arrives

"Assalamualaikum di how was your day" said Laiba entering the kitchen.

"Walaikumaslam Laiba your back from school and how was my munchkins day" I said ruffling her hair.

"It was okay ....Diiii stoppppp" she replied getting irritated

I went to my room laughing and decided to take a shower. As I was getting ready, I thought I should be wearing something decent for dinner, as my dad doesn't like it when I'm in my pajamas all day. He always says that we should be prepared in case someone comes over or a guest arrives.

However, I was feeling too tired to function that day. All I wanted to do was take a relaxing shower and put on something comfortable. I knew that my family wouldn't mind, and I decided to wear something that made me feel relaxed and at ease.

I wore my checkered shirt and pajamas and offered the maghrib salah. I also had to kaza my Asar , as I missed it because of stupid detentions.

Once I was done, I grabbed my phone and headed to my bedroom. While  laying on the  bed, I noticed a notification pop up on my phone. It was a friend request on Instagram from Jake.

I was surprised to see the request. I wondered how he had found my profile, as I didn't have any unknown guys on my list. I decided to ignore the request for now and opened Wattpad to continue reading my novel.

As I got lost in the story, I forgot all about the friend request and focused on the words on the screen. The characters came to life, and I was transported to another world.

Reading was always a way for me to escape reality and enter a world of imagination. It was a way to relax and forget about the stresses of everyday life.

As I finished the chapter, I glanced at my phone and saw that the friend request was still there. I wondered if I should accept it or not, but decided to think about it later. For now, I was content with the world of fiction that I had entered which was a much better place than real life.

After a while, I heard laiba entering my room
"Hello munchkin " I said cheerfully.

"Dii mumma is calling you downstairs to help her for dinner". She replied.

"Okay....tell her ill be back in a minute" I said while keeping my phone on charge.
I went down to see what help she wants.

"Mumma you called" I asked her taking an apple from the fruit basket

"Yes help me coat the chicken, I have already marinated, and yes wash that apple before you eat"Mom said making a face

I disposed the apple crust and started marinating the chicken.

"Hello beautiful ladies, What's for dinner today" asked Ibrahim entering into the kitchen

"KFC Style Chicken" I replied while continuing my work.

"Wait What YOU are cooking...hahahaa...I better not eat it or I'll be sick .

My sister, my good for nothing baby is marinating chicken,You lazy punk, Where did the moon come from today huh!!" Asked my brother laughing hard.

"Mumma please tell Bhai he's pulling my leg" I sighed.

"Ibrahim go from here let us cook and stop annoying my daughter, see what's laiba is doing" said mom

"What my 'DAUGHTER' even I'm your son this is partiality Mumma" he replied playfully.

"Okay goo now" said mom pushing bhai out of the kitchen

I could smell the delicious aroma of my favorite dish, biryani. I knew that my mum had been cooking all day, and I couldn't wait to have a taste.

As we sat down at the dinner table, I felt grateful for the food that was in front of me. The biryani was perfectly cooked, with just the right amount of spices and flavors.

I took a bite and savored the taste. It was like a burst of flavors in my mouth, and I couldn't help but smile.

I looked around the table and saw my family, all gathered together. It was a moment of pure happiness and joy. We talked and laughed, sharing stories about our day.

Ibrahim chuckled and said, "Hey, pass me the chicken that you helped mom make. Let me see if I'll survive eating it." He was teasing me, and we both laughed at his joke.

After we both laughed at Ibrahim's joke, I passed him the chicken. He took a bite and made a face, pretending that it was terrible. But then he smiled and said, "Just kidding, it's actually really good."

We both enjoyed the delicious meal that my mom had cooked, and we chatted about our day.

As we finished our meal, I felt a sense of contentment. Being surrounded by loved ones and good food was all that I needed to feel happy.

I thanked mum for the delicious meal and hugged her tightly. It was moments like these that made me appreciate the simple things in life.

______________________________

Dinner was done I changed into my nightwear cause my pajamas got dirty due to marination and winding up the kitchen.

Then I offered my isha salah And was lying On my bed when I opened Instagram, there was a request message from jake.

Jake: Hello fiery fire🔥

I ignored and went to sleep

—————————————————————
BISMILLAH - in the name of God, the merciful and compassionate.

ASTAGFIRULLAH- I seek forgiveness in God". In popular culture, people can say this if they see something wrong or shameful too
eg: ( "ASTAGFIRULLAH "Uzma cam you please slow down, I don't want my baby to be scratched ) from the first chp

AS SALAM ALAIKUM: peace be upon you

WA ALAIKUM ASSALAM: peace be upon you too

ASAR SALAH: Asar salah is one of the five mandatory salah (Islamic prayer). ... If counted from the morning, it is the third prayer of the day.

MAGRIB SALAH: maghrib salah is one of the five mandatory salah (Islamic prayer). If counted from Fajar it is the fourth prayer of the day.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Assalamualaikum.. my lovelies ....well what did you guys think?
To all the people out there who are reading, voting, and commenting. You people are awesome keep supporting and loving my work and secondly how was the chapter? I hope you'll like it
What are your thoughts on Sarah?
Please let me know in the comment section
Until next time peeps, Please please vote comment, and share.
Love you all!!!!!!
Don't forget to follow my bookstagram

https://www.instagram.com/aira.thetic?igsh=MW43eHlqeGFseHRzNw%3D%3D&utm_source=qr