Zaina Aziz is the popular high school girl. She may have the charisma of a mean girl but breaking the stereotypes she is also an academic weapon. That is until the new, quiet boy, Aariz Sheikh takes her place. From there, it is a cut-throat competit...
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"Zaina I'm taking this one if you aren't wearing it." Kiara's voice seeped through the covers of my duvet.
"Take whatever you want." I murmured to have my duvet pulled by Kiara. She was ready for the day function. It was Haldi (Turmeric) and Henna (Mehendi) function together in the day and at night it was a mocktail party.
"What is wrong with you? You got ready so excitedly yesterday now you're not even up from bed?" Kiara questioned. She was adorned in yellow which was the theme colour. The colour radiated her fair skin even more and she looked beautiful without even having her makeup finished.
When I say beautiful, Kiara was always breathtakingly beautiful. She was one of those who don't even have to wear makeup but always looked pretty. She even had that girlish charm and barbie hair. I could never pull it off. Trust me, during a period of insecurity I tried everything to look different or more like others. Until I finally realized I looked the best, comfortable in my own skin.
"I'll get ready right before the function. Let me sleep now." I said pulling the covers over.
"What happened babe?" Kiara sat down on the bed beside me, quietly running her fingers through my hair. Ugh, she knew how much I loved it because of how it relaxed me.
"Aariz hates me. A lot. I don't think I can do anything to fix it anymore. It's too late." I said determined not to cry. I was done with my crying session last night. I did have a lot of different outfits but I had lost the interest. I don't like crying in front of people. I felt weak and vulnerable and I felt like I had no control, I hated having no control.
"Already giving up babe?" She said still running her fingers through my hair.
"He doesn't want me to interfere in his life. I already hurt him once, what if he feels bad again because of my interference. He hasn't said one word to me out of his own will neither is he ready to listen to me. What do I do?" I vent to her frustrated.
"I thought I would be able to make him understand everything after I went to London for my Masters. I would have been prepared but after our interactions here, it all seems in vain now. Maybe I shouldn't go? Maybe-" But Kiara stopped me there.
"Shhh don't overwork your brain. Like you, he wasn't prepared for this encounter either. It's Aariz after all, he isn't going to make this easy for you. But I didn't take my sister for a quitter. If you truly want him I think you're going to have to fight a little harder babe." She explained.
"Aren't you supposed to be my little sister?" I questioned engulfing her in a hug.
"Well you might be older with the higher IQ but I'm the one with the higher EQ! Also you totally missed it! Shayra proposed to Kabir bhaia last night! On stage! After all the elders left and it was just us!" Kiara jumped excitedly.
