Meenah's pov

My eyelids opened slightly due to the peeking sunshine from our large pink curtain, shining brightly over my closed eyes.

"Urrgh...Who left the curtains open! someone should please do the honor of closing them. I said aloud but to no avail.

"Orrghh" I groaned as I got up from my soft tender bed, how I wish I could spend all my life on this bed and live my whole life as a dream I thought to my self.

"Oh my Allah,it's 6:36am, Subhanallah, I woke up really late and I haven't done any of my assignments."

"Damn it, Meenah, you're still not ready? You gonna get us late to school today."Neenah said dramatically." She was already dressed, with her hair slightly damp.

"Oh oh cut the crab please...you didn't wake me up, so don't complain."

"I woke you up about an hour ago and you punched me" she said rubbing her face."

"Oh no no, I didn't punch you."

"Okay girls, you have 25 minutes to get ready." Mum said slightly peeking through the door. "The driver isn't here yet, I'll have to drop you girls to school myself" she said as her eyes flickered to me. "Ameenah! What are you still doing undressed? 25minutes!" And with that she left closing the door behind her.

I had a shower in 20 minutes for the first time in my life. Usually, I would spend more than an hour showering. I wore my school uniform, combed my hair, all in ten minutes... I deserve an award, I thought to myself.

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"Momma goodbye", I said as I stepped out of the car. Neenah, ogling with her huge textbook not knowing we have reached school. Sometimes she seems to amaze me, I would always wonder what she reads in her textbooks that makes her zoom out of the world without realizing it.

"Neeeeenaaaahhh!!!! We are getting late to school. I said shouting on the top of my voice.

"Damn it!! Meenah you don't have to break my eardrums ." She said cover her ears. We both said our goodbyes and mom left with her car.

"Oh sorry,I haven't done any of my assignments and I have just 17mins to submit. Please help me!"I said while holding my breath.

Neenah looked at me as if I had grown five heads.

"I won't  help you this time around, I really hope you get punished" she spoke making air quotation with her hands.

"Fine!" I said glaring at her as I made my way to class.

I sat down on the first seat in my literature classroom and the bell rang as soon as I opened my note.

"Oh damn! Why did this bell have to ring now" I whined

"Haven't done your assignment too. I also didn't, couldn't read that huge novel. It's so boring and....." My talkative friend Safiyya kept mumbling on. Before I could even reply, the door banged open and the overly dramatic Mrs Arora came into the class, hitting her huge cane on the desk in an attempt to silence the class.

"Well hello children" she said with a slightly bow, and she wriggled her hands weirdly. Miss Arora hailed from India, with a huge passion for acting, she settled in Nigeria a few years ago when her dream shattered, she started teaching theatre arts and literature in English. She's a fantastic teacher, her weirdly nature apart.

"So I want you to come here, in a straight line, and submit your assignment" she said being serious for a moment. "And those who fail to complete their works...." She spoke and hit her cane on the large teachers desk....ohh that poor desk. I shivered a little not wanting to fall into her wrath.

Miss Arora might have a friendly and jovial nature, but when it comes to completing assignments, she can give harsh punishments, like washing the primary section toilets...Urrgh disgusting.

I was third on the long queue when I thought I should open my notebook and see my blank pages, and to my surprise, my notebook was filled with ink, written in a very beautiful cursive handwriting. Neenah.

"Yes!" I suddenly screamed and then closed my mouth with my hands....oops

"Did you win a lottery Ameenah Asaad?" Miss Arora asked looking at me as if I'm crazy.

"Sorry Ma'am, I'm just really excited to submit my work"

Ya Allah, please bless my twin sister.

It was my turn. I placed my book on the desk and she took a few minutes to read it. Then she looked up at me.

"Wonderful Ameenah. Many of your classmates didn't get the question properly, they were to write the plot of Othello, most of them summarized the novel. Keep up the good work" she then smiled at me and wrote a very big '10' on my notebook.

I went back to my seat and listened to the rest of the lesson.

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