Neenah's POV
The early morning breeze hits my cold face as I walked through the school premise. I hurried to my first class for the day which was chemistry. The teacher-Mrs Jane is very strict and orthodox. She never likes late students and she has special hatred for students who chew gum in her class...yeah I'm always one of them.

As I reached the door labelled 'CHEMISTRY', I remembered having left my calculator on the dining table this morning while having breakfast....Urrgh. How I hate borrowing calculators.

I turned the door knob slowly hoping that for once Mrs Jane would be late. As I walked into the classroom, all eyes turned on me. I turned to Mrs Jane and plastered a cute smile on my face.

"Good morning Mrs Jane. You look fantastic this morning" I complimented hoping she'll forget the fact that I'm late again.

"Miss Haneenah you're again late to my class. Well at least you've set a record today,you're five minutes earlier than everyday" She said in a very sarcastic tone clearly ignoring my greetings as everyone in the class room laughs.

"Silence class. Get to your seat miss"

I looked around for a vacant sit but found only one...ya Allah I have been avoiding him for weeks and now I have to sit with HIM.

I stood there for like forever before I sat down there.

I couldn't concentrate a bit in class, I was deep in thoughts...he's right next to me!

"Hi Haneenah! Sorry to ask but have you been avoiding me lately?"

"Huh! me...no, why would I do that. Actually I have been busy these days" I said

"Oh oh alright. How have you been?"

"Fine, Alhamdulillah, can we please talk later I'm trying to concentrate here."

"Okaaay we will talk during lunch!"

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The class was over finally. Pheewww...I was already exhausted, yeah right am this lazy, sitting down and listening to lessons can be very tiring for me...heheh

Oh oh yeah i forgot to introduce myself, okay here we go, I'm Haneenah Asaad
Ahmad, I'm 17years old, still in last year high school. And guess what...I have the most coolest sister ever, she's actually my twin,my other half, my half soul...her name is Ameenah Asaad Ahmad.

Well even our names matches "Haneenah and Ameenah usually called Neenah and Meenah.
We are very close. She's the best friend I could ever ask for. We hardly fight or argue. We love each other a lot though I love her more *wink*

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Meenah's pov▪️
The paint platter fell with a very loud thud and scattered all around the floor as all eyes turned on me. I looked at the teacher with a very apologetic look.

"I'm so sorry ma" I apologized
"Oh no no no,be sorry for yourself because you're cleaning that up and next time try to be less clumsy"Miss Vivian said looking absolutely pissed off .

I mess up her classroom almost everyday sometimes with paint or glue or even glitters....it took her weeks to get rid of the glitters. Yeah the woman hates me.

I muttered another sorry and walked to the back of the classroom to take a new paint platter and some paint brushes. If she thinks I'm cleaning that up well she must be highly mistaken,I'll probably run off to the cafeteria after the first bell.

The bell rang and as planned I picked up my bag and sprinted off even before Miss Vivian realizes. I could hear her calling my name as I ran through the corridors.

This woman can't be serious, she wants me, me Ameenah Asad Ahmed, to clean up paint...Oh that's impossible. The cleaners aren't paid for nothing are they?

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