Sarah's POV

"So, how was school without me?" I asked Uzma.

"It was fine, are you better now?" She asked back.

"Yes Alhumdulillah, I'm much better".

"Our scholastic decathlon team has its first competition next week and there is certainly a spot for you" Uzma stated.

"I need to catchup on the curriculum here, well before I think joining any clubs" I replied .

"We've never made it past the first round of the scholastic decathlon" You could just bang on with it" she said enthusiastically.

"I'm gonna focus on my studies this semester soo it will be better if you drop it" I said debilitatingly.

"What were you talking about ,with Jake this morning after class" she said all of a sudden folding her arms while eying me.

"Where did this even come from" I replied raising my eyebrows.

She suddenly went into the mode of interrogation .
I just hate it when she tries to become my mother, though she's my best friend but at times , I just cannot tolerate it.

"I wouldn't consider myself as an expert on that subspecies. However unless "you"speak to him.Any ways I don't wanna know" She said pulling me towards the parking lot.

On the way I left Uzma at her place and drove off.
"Assalamualaikum! I'm home" , I shouted and went straight to the kitchen to see mumma.

"Walekumassalam sweetie! your home, you must be tired, go freshen up I'll make something for you" she said while putting some coffee powder into the mixture jar .

I went upstairs , had bath and changed into my casual nude brown hoodie with black pants .

I wore my long namaz makhna and prayed my Asar salah.I raised my hands and did some dua's

Rabbana-ghfirli wa liwalidayya wa lilmu'minīna yauma yaqumul-hisab.
(Yaa Allah Forgive me, my parents, and the believers on the Day when the judgment will come to pass)
Rabbi irhumhuma Kama rabbayanee sagheera
(Yaa Allah ! Be merciful to them as they raised me when I was young). Amen .

I kept my prayer mat and went downstairs .

"Hey birdie"! Ibrahim greated sitting beside me in the living room.

"Heyyyy!!! Stop ruffling my hair I'm not like 10" I said capturing his hands in my small palms.

"Here , take you're cold coffee with chocolate croissant " mumma said setting the tray on the centre table.

"Woaaahhh!!! I love you mumma" I replied giving her a flying kiss.

"Where's mineeeee... this is partiality mumma"Ibrahim squealed .

"Grow up Ibbu , she's still not well , and first of all you should be the one to go pick her up from school but no , you were soo busy that you couldn't make some of you're time for your little sister " mom said in a strident tone.

"Stop sticking your tongue out to me" Ibrahim said while I enjoyed teasing him.

Ibbuuuu... I mocked him showing him the last bite of my croissant.

"It was delicious mumma" I said audibly making Ibrahim covetous.

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I woke up to my alarm blaring , I half blinked to see the time and it was already half past seven I was late,

"OMA I was too late"

I rushed to the washroom took a shower and hopped into my denim blue jumpsuit with a knitted cardigan on , I tied my saddle colour hijab with cream ankle boots and headed downstairs with incredible celerity.

"Assalamualaikum! Mumma , Pappa I'm already late soo I'll have something on my way" I say descending the stairs .

"Walekumassalam! slow down Sarah, here have some banana and take this ,there's muffin in it ,have it in the car . Ibrahim is dropping you off , so go out he's already in the car" mumma said handing me a disposable box .

"Thank's Mum" I say rushing towards the door .

" Assalamualaikum bhai , drive fast okay I'm already late " I said while opening my box of muffin .

" Walekumassalam , let me get this straight I'm not your driver so you have to at least persuade me. " he replied turning towards me .

"At least start the car Ibrahim , I'm getting late"

He was just looking at me with a big smirk.

"Ohh! I wish I could erase your smirk , but I'm late so, please bhai could you drive .I am getting late please , pretty please "

"Thats better" he said winking at me and we drove off.

I saw Uzma in the parking lot she was standing with Umar.

I caught her eye from afar , she said something to Umar and he went inside.

Hey Assalamualaikum , even you're late I thought I'm just the one who'll have to hear from Ms Olivia today , did you come with Umar. I replied walking towards the locker with her .

"Walekumassalam , yeah umm I was late so Umar umm picked me up " she replied with a stutter.

She was looking down all the while, as if she's ashamed or something , never mind.

I hear Rebecca speaking to our vice principal Rachel .

"You certainly know how to whip up the crowd Rebecca"

"I bet you whipped 'em up when you were cheerleading captain". She replied.

"Me? Oh, no no no I was much more of a band chick, actually. Lead tuba .Honour band. Ahhaahaha" Vice principal said gracefully.

"Then you wouldn't mind writing us some passes , so we could practice some new moves" she asked.

"Oh, Rebecca. I don't know about that" .

"You know, that the trophy is going to look soooo good in your office" I see her bribing Mrs Rachel with het batting eyelashes.

"Oh,all right" ...

She goes jumping to her minions.

"Hey!! Where you looking at" Uzma asked breaking my view.

"Nothing ,was just looking at Rebecca bribing Mrs Rachel"

"C'mon lets go" she said putting one hand on my shoulder.

I took my books from the locker and went towards our first class.

We entered the class and my eyes directly fell in him, Our eyes locked for a second.He was sitting on the second last bench as usual. I went and sat on the first bench.

Ms Olivia entered saying "Well, I expect we all learned our homeroom manners yesterday students, am I correct If not , we have have some work to be done in detentions.
Now a few Announcements .This morning during free period will be your chance for the auditions for the Drama club both single and pairs . I hope you'll did not forget about the scholastic decathlon competition"

"I will be in the theatre room until noon for those of you bold enough to extend the wingspan of your creative spirit".

Now we are going to see the importants of Shakespeare. Not only did Shakespeare teach us about ourselves and humanity, but he also invented around 1700 words which we still use in everyday English today. He often changed nouns into verbs, verbs into adjectives, connecting words together and coming up with wholly original ones too.

After the class I see Neil approaching Jake.

"Yo , what's up man"

"Hey what's up"Jake replies

"The whole team's hitting the gym during the free period" Neil says putting his hand on Jakes shoulder.

"What do you want to have us run ? I can't make it , I umm gotta catch up on some homework yeah" he says nervously putting both his hands in the pocket.

"You're joking right , you know I've been behind on homework since preschool " Neil chuckled.

"You're hilarious, ill catch you later"Jake replies coming towards me.

Homework? There's noway . Neil says from behind.

I saw two bright grey eyes looking at me and after a couple of seconds I quickly lowered my gaze

"Heyy, umm Hi , so I was about to make it up to you ,remember" he said grinning at me .

"Heyy, oh yes I remember ,but I never agreed to it, did I , I replied with a smirk.

"Oh, you wanna play game's here" he said raising his eyebrows.

A small chuckle escaped my lips.

"I have and hour break now , will I see you during lunch break Sarah" he asked politely

Why did my name sounds so satisfying on his tongue.
"Astagfirullah Sarah focus" I gave a note my self

"Yeah! Rub it in that I still have an hour to go until lunch break" I said as my eyebrows plunged into a frown.

I felt someone patting my shoulder. It was Uzma who was standing behind me . She asked me what was going on but I turned back around to face Jake but he was long gone , I could see his back , walking into the corridors.

I don't know why my heart was beating like crazy, facing Uzma .The adrenaline was floating through my entire body as if I was caught doing something .

Uzma asked me again what was going on in a very demanding tone , I wasn't thinking straight . It wasn't a shock that she's again trying to be my mum .

"Whats with you again and again throwing questions on me , why are you behaving like my mother. Stop being a controvert Uzma for Allah's sake" I replied annoyingly.

I made my way towards the locker leaving Uzma behind .I took my books out and went to my next class.

The teacher entered the room and the class went quite.

"The time passed and I totally forgot how boring this class was" I groaned walking out of the class towards the locker room to drop my book. 

After collecting my food and sitting down on one of the table that was vacant I decided to check my phone for any notifications.

After a minute I saw Uzma making her way towards my table.

"Hey, I'm sorry for what I did earlier, lots of things going on in my head these days". She said quietly sitting beside me.

"Its alright Uzma, I've known you since childhood, you never behaved this way" I stated firmly.
"Okay forget it , tell me how its going"

"Umm..What going?" She said giving me a horrified look.
"Are you speaking about Umar, I mean
what will be going on between us, umm nothing is going on and why do you even ask like that"

"I was asking about school Duh, like how is it going, I never referred to Umar on the first place and why will I ask you about him, until something's going on" I say casually putting a fries into my mouth.
She changed the topic by complaining about how boring the last hour passed. We were talking about random stuff when I saw Jake entering the cafeteria.

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