I looked at my wristwatch and a gasp escaped from my mouth. Only a few minutes were left for my class and I was still in Benson Town. I checked my pocket, I have no money for any taxi or bus. If I would plan to walk it would take me 50 mins to reach IISC. You may be wondering what I was doing in Benson Town this early morning, so yeah I was here for the interview for a part-time job. And guess what, I didn't get one. The salary they were going to pay was not enough for my expenses.

And now at this time, I was standing alone on the side of the road. Allah, please send anyone for my help, I closed my eyes and whispered a small Dua.

After waiting three minutes, my eyes landed on a black color Rolls Royce which was coming towards me.
Alhamdulillah!

Maybe, I can ask for a ride. I waved my hand to give a signal. The car stopped in front of me and as I peeked from the mirror, I froze at my place. It was Wajahat Shah. Great... here you go, girl!

No way on the earth I am going to ask for a ride to him.
He lifted his head and gave me a questioned look.
Zaynah, please keep your ego aside.. just ask him

No way... I can't do this...

Bro, you're gonna miss your important lectures just cuz of your stupid ego...

Umm yeah but still...

Stfu... Just ask, also you can't judge anyone by their first impression...

Umm okayy...

"What's wrong" when he didn't get any response, he asked in his deep voice.

My throat became dry, I put my ego aside and finally replied in my lowest tone
"Umm, can you give me a ride to IISC? Actually, I'm getting late for school,"

" No,"

" Huh," I didn't see this coming, maybe I heard wrong.

"Sorry, I can't trust any stranger," he replied taking a deep breath.

Did he just refuse?? I mean how could anyone refuse to help someone. I never felt this type of humiliation before, I just wanted to disappear.

"I mean you could be any serial killer or any drug dealer, who knows, do we know each other?" He said with a smirk when he saw me dumbfounded.

"What the hell you're saying,?" I rolled my eyes, at this moment I didn't understand if he was joking or what. I mean did I really look like some serial killer?

"I don't want your ride either but didn't you see me in IISC, how could you call me killer,?" I huffed in annoyance.

" Sorry I don't notice girls, Can you please let me go, I'm being late also I hope you'll find your ride, best of luck," he smirked and started his car. My face was red from embarrassment.

Great Zaynah, thank you so much for making me a clown...

At this moment, I wanted to kill myself.

My eyes got watery, I looked at my wristwatch again, only fifteen minutes were left. I started walking silently. I was startled when a silver-grey Mercedes S-Coupe stopped near me. I groaned with frustration.

"Do you want a ride?" A feminine voice hit my ears and my eyeballs popped out from my socket. What's happening with me, YaRabb.

" I asked, do you want a ride?" A girl peeked from the window and asked me again.

I nodded and opened the back seat door. As I landed on the seat, the car started again. I looked at that sweet girl with my thankful eyes.

"Thanks a lot, you save my day" I passed a genuine smile at her.

She smiled and I noticed the cute dimples forming on her cheeks. She was the pretty girl with the cutest smile. Her hair was wrapped from a hijab. Not to mention that she was looking really rich from her dress and bag.

'' hey it's fine, btw where are you going?"

" IISC," I replied in a word.

" Really?" Her large brown eyes sparkled with excitement, I don't know why.

"Hmm, yes" I raised my brows at her.

"Actually, I'm also going to IISC, I mean today is my first day" she replied happily.

" Ohh great, I'm Zaynah, what's your name?" I really liked that girl.

" I'm Zara, Well, you don't look senior, so which year and..." She examined me carefully and asked hesitantly.

" I'm here for the graduation course in physics and today is my second day at IISC," I replied shyly.

" Yaa Allah is this a coincidence?? I mean I'm also here for graduation physics," she squealed.

Yeah it was really surprising

"I bet we are gonna be friends," she passed me a friendly smile and I didn't utter a word. Who knows, I mean no one had ever liked me... No one ever wanted to befriend me. I remembered a few girls who liked me in my school and they were sweet to me but after a few days, they started bullying me with Safiya.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" She waved her hands in front of my face to drew my attention.

"Naah, nothing, so where do you live?" I tried to change the topic.

" Lavelle Road," she sighed.
" And let me guess, you live in Benson Town?"

" Naah, I'm here in hostel, New girl's hostel," I said with a weak smile.

" So what were you doing in Benson Town?" She scrutinized my face with her beautiful eyes.

I hate this topic, she was the first girl who talked to me in this way, I didn't wanna lose her. Who knows she would start hating me after knowing my status...I mean she was rich, naah extremely rich I guess.

Before I could speak anything, the car stopped in front of the parking.

We both hopped out from the car,
"Allah Hafiz, Naseem Uncle" Zara waved at the old man who was probably her driver.

I became surprised when she intertwined her hands with mine and started walking towards campus.

Alhamdulillah, I wasn't late... We both entered the classroom and luckily we got seats next to each other.

After chatting a little bit I came to know she is really a nice girl.  She is nothing like those rich spoiled brats. She is innocent and like a baby.

After the bell rang, she dragged me to the cafeteria. I didn't wanna come along as I had no money for food.

"What do you wanna eat?" She asked me.

"Nothing, I don't have any appetite," I lied.

"Damn, how?? I mean you didn't eat since morning," she twitched her eyebrows together and took a cheese sandwich and some fries.

"I ate a lot last night," I tried to smile to assure her, she nodded. We were about to walk to our chair when my shameless stomach decided to embarrass me. A loud growl escapes from my stomach. She stopped and glared at me.

"Why are you lying, huh" she turned her feet and took some extra sandwiches for me.

"Please Zara, don't.." I gave her a pleaded look and pursed my lips.

"Why though?" She asked in confusion.

" I don't have money," I completed my sentence and a tear fell from my eyes from embarrassment. I was never embarrassed like this before, I swear...not even in the morning when that jerk refused me for the ride.

She gave me a plain look. I looked at her with fear and embarrassment.

Is she going to make fun of me? Or gonna laugh at me? I knew this it's gonna happen.

She didn't say a single word and dragged me to an empty table.

"Eat.." she ordered me and she was looking mad... I don't know, why?

" You don't have money? For food? How are you gonna eat Zaynah? " She asked with slight frustration and worries.

I bowed my head and didn't utter a word, tears started making their way to my cheeks. I always hate sympathy and pitiful look. I wanted a real friend, not a friend with pitiful eyes.

"Done cry shhh, I'm sorry if I said something inappropriate, I'm just an idiot you know" she wiped my tears and sighed with guilt.

" You didn't do anything... it's just me," I smiled at that beautiful angel.

" Your nose is red as a tomato, and I hate tomatoes, Gawd" she stroke my nose with her thumb.

I couldn't help but smile.

" Hmm, I have a prettier smile than yours," she smiled at me.

"I know right" I smiled.

" I don't know what you're going through, but you can share your things with me, I mean we are friends now and it's crime to keep secrets among friends" she whispered the last part in my ear making me laugh.

As I was about to speak something, my attention drew towards the door.

Wajahat and Farwa were entering the cafeteria, some memories flashed on my mind and blood rushed to my face. His gazes met mine but there was no sign of any emotion on her face. I pulled my eyes away with a scowl on my face.

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~Asma