Muslim girl and... love?

Chapter 2

I looked at the front door of my college and there he was... The guy from the bus. Oh god I had no idea he'd be going to the same college as mine but now again there isn't many colleges where I live.

Without trying to make any eye contact with him and trying to be invisible I walked in to my college... Or so I thought... I bumped into something...no someone

I am such an idiot.

I said sorry well it actually came out like sowwy he must have thought i was some idiot, who am I kidding I AM an idiot, I mentally face palmed myself, and then I ran to the door and then went straight to my classroom, my new classroom...

I went to the back and chose to sit there, I hated being in the center of everything especially at new places. I could hear students coming in, talking..., apparently there were loads who knew each other. Great. That's just great. I'm a loner.

But then I heard someone approach the seat next to me, the person was looking at me

''Hey I'm Samara, is this seat taken?"

I looked up at her she was smiling she looked nice and sweet.

''Hey, no it's not. Oh and by the way I'm Aisha, nice to meet you Samara''

She sat down and we started talking about girly stuff like what things we liked and surprisingly we had a lot in common. I had a feeling that we'd become really great friends.

The teacher, who looked quite young and attractive, made us all keep quiet so that he could check his list if we were all there. He introduced himself

''Hello my name is Mason, and I am 22 years old. Yes I know I'm young for this position but it's because I finished off early''
I swear it felt like he was looking at me while saying that, and he was smiling it wasn't just any smile it was a soft warm smile. I quickly looked down at my desk embarrassed that I was thinking about such a thing. He then continued ''And I am going to be your teacher for this and maybe next two semesters as well.''

He then started to yell names.

''Aisha?'' I could feel all eyes on me so I just hurried and said

''Present''

I looked at everyone whilst the teacher said their names trying to remember who was who.

''Omer?''

''Present''

As soon as I heard his voice I knew that it was him...him from the bus...the one I bumped into...the one I said sowwy to...

I slowly looked up praying to Allah (muslim name for God) it wouldn't be him

But like hell my luck was with me today...it was him.

He was in my class.

Crap.

Hmmm soooo he's in her class ;) wonder what happens between them :p

And what's with this attractive teacher? ;) there won't be anything right away with him but wait and see ;)

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