New self
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(Fausia is now in 11th grade and was going to her principal office to submit the files of her class and there were lots of them, and at the same time the son of the principal enters they both hit each other and all the files fall on the floor. Fausia gets mad at that!)
Fausia- can’t you see!!
Faizan- I’m sorry..
Principal- what’s going on! Son! What are you doing here!
Faizan-I just want to see what’s going on here
Fausia- yes I know you want to make fun of all
Faizan- whatever!
Principal- what are you doing here Fausia
I came here to submit the files
Yes! Keep them here
Well yesI’m trying to pick them all, thanks to your son! (to Faizan) what? What are you looking at? I’m clown or what help me pick these up. Will you?!
Faizan- alright I’ll help you.
(they pick the files up and place them on the table. Fausia leaves the room then)
Faizan- why did she talk to you like that. I mean didn’t she respect you or something?
Principal- actually she is one of my favorite students.
Why? Why she is your favorite student I mean she looks so rude.
Well yes she is not normally like that. And she is very nice to all and friendly.
Except me. I don’t like her but she looks smart.
Yes!
(And school gets over after a while and fausia leaves for her home on her scooty. At home)
Mom- how was your day at school
Fausia- it was fine. No! Actually it was great.
Really what happened!
Oh god! Leave that mom tell me what’s in for lunch?
(After lunch she fresh up and goes to her room and text her friend, Simran)
Fausia- why didn’t u come today?
Simran- I wasn’t in the mood.
Yes!yes!yes! You wasn’t in the mood. Well you are not going believe what happened today! Something really exciting!!
What? What? What? Tell me all about it.
But you have to promise that you will not tell this to any soul.
Yes I promise! Come on tell me now don’t make me go crazy.
I met a really hoot guy today and he is principal’s son!!
What! That’s it!
Well, you don’t have any idea how he looks. God! He looks handsome and smart. And he had these messy curls. And you know all too well what curls do to me!!
Yes! Yes! Whatever.
(They talk for a while then Fausia sleeps and wake up at 6)
Fausia- what time is it? Oh god, I…what! It’s already 6 and I’m still sleeping I haven’t even done my homework yet! God! It’s the second week of my 11th grade. I need to finish it now.
(She continues to do her homework, after 2-3 hours her mom enters her room)
Mom- what are you doing?
Fausia- I’m completing my project I have to submit it tomorrow.
Well dinner is ready you can complete it after that.
I’m right behind you.
Hurry up!
Yes mom coming just a second.
(After dinner, back to her room)
Fausia- finally it’s all done! Thinking about that boy in the morning what he must be doing right now?
(She actually started to have feelings for her, it was like those tiny little soup balloons that looks like they are from fairy tales, in her head. On the other side)
Faizan- what she must be doing right now?!
(Well they both started to have feeling for each other. Next morning fausia goes to school, simran was waiting for her on the gate)
Simran- hi!
Fausia- hey!
So now tell me everything about that hot guy you were talking about yesterday, our principal’s son. Is he hot!?
Supper hot!
I don’t believe you!
(They both were talking and heading towards their class room)
Simran- come on girl move fast or we will be late for the class. Have you completed your project?
Fausia- yes completed it last night.
(And the time passes by, and then they have their science practical in 6th and 7th period)
Simran- are you prepared for the practical?
(fausia was day dreaming about faizan . how he was looking yesterday and how he helped her pick all the files )
Simran- hy! You listening me or not? Let’s go for the practical.
Fausia- yes let’s go.
(in science lab everyone was doing their practical . when fausia needed to add a chemical in another she made a mistake and there was an explosion and all the glass material brooked and the school was about to get over)
Mam- what have you done I told you to be careful with that stuff! Now you have to clean this all on your own
Fausia- I’m so sorry ma I’ll…. I’ll ….. Clean it all right away.
(Everyone leaves the room)
Simran- do you need some help?
Fausia- no it’s alright I’ll do it plus if you stay to help me then you’ll miss your bus! And I don’t want that to happen.
Oaky then see you later
Later.
(simran leaves for the bus and fausia cleans the room, it was getting late it was already 3. After cleaning she goes to inform that to her teacher)
Fausia- mam may I step in?
Mam-yes. You done with cleaning that room?
Yes mam.
Ok. You can go now, and remember to be mentally present next time.
Ok. Mam.
Alright now go home you are getting late.
(She goes to her scooty and saw a bike standing next to it and that is when faizan come)
Faizan- it wasn’t looking good a lonely scooty in the middle of this big parking, so I parked my bike next to it. By the way I’m faizan.
Fausiz- oh! Hi faizan. Well yes, my ride do get bored being alone so can I get your bike’s no.?
Yes, why not? Give me your hand.
Why?
Don’t you want the number?
(They both exchange their no.)
Fausia- well I have to go home now I am already late.
Faizan- by the way, what were you doing that made you so late for a home?
Oh during the practical I was thinking about you…..
About me?
About your mom and then I did a mistake in mixing the chemicals and all the glass tubes brooked.
Oh… I see..
Yes right (with a smirk)
(At home)
Mom- why are you so late today?
Fausia- I brooked the glass during the practical so as a punishment I was cleaning that.
What were you thinking during the practical that you brooked it?
Mom! Leave that I’m already tired tell me what’s in for lunch.
Go change I’m preparing it.
Oaky.
(after lunch she thinks to call faizan)
Fausia- should I call him or not? Let’s ask simran!
(On call) hi! What are you doing?
Simran-leave that tell me did mam said something serious to you?
No. just tell me should I call him already or not
Call who?
Faizan! i***t.
You are the i***t not me don’t you ever call me that again.
Oaky chill now tell me should I call him or not?
You have his number?
Yes I do that’s the only way I can call him.
Oaky so give me his number. Let me talk to him first then I’ll let you know you should call him or not.
Yes! Yes! Yes! If you even try to flirt with him, then you’ll face my punch.
Oh leave it!
(fausia keep on saying that I want to call him but simran keep on telling her that she don’t need to. And the day goes like that. Next morning)
Fausia- god! Her (simran) bus is late again! She is late again! Today is the day I’ll introduce her to faizan.
(simran enters the class)
Simran- what happened?
Fausia- hey! Today is the day when I’ll introduce you to him.
To, who?
Faizan..
Oh finally today I’m going to see this mystery guy. How did he look by the way did he look good handsome hot? Or he is just stupid?
Simran please don’t talk too much.
I never talk too much you do. Anyway we are getting late for the prayer let’s go!
I’ll talk to you when you’ll be zipped up after seeing faizan.
We’ll see about that.
Yes we will!
Whatever.
(After school is over)
Saimran- now tell me where is you Mr. faizan?
Fausia- actually I didn’t really asked him to come.
Means I’m waiting here it’s all in vain!
Other girl from bus- simran hurry up or you’ll miss the bus!
Simran- is it already time! Ok now I have to go so I’ll meet him tomorrow or some other day.
Fausia- alright bye.
( simran leaves for her bus. Fausia wait for faisan to come but he didn’t that day. At home)
Fausia- that i***t he comes everyday but today when I want him to meet simran he didn’t!
(She calls him)
Fausia- why didn’t you come to school today? You know I wanted you to meet her today but you didn’t come and you come almost every day.
Oh today I was.
What I was, you should have come.
Actually I had some work to do. Why did simran wants to meet me? And why are you so mad at me?
It was just today that I didn’t come. (He says this all in a mocking voice)
Fausia- well i..i…i…. I’ll talk to you later bye!!
Faizan- hey listen!
(She hung up)
Fausia- god! That was close. Thank god I wasn’t talking to him face to face. Well leave it, now let’s do some homework.
- Writer
