"I told you, he's a jerk... Why the heck were you messing with him?" I rolled my eyes at her.

" Nevermind," she shrugged her shoulders.

" Why don't you like him?" She eyed me from head to toe. I felt a little weird, why the heck was she asking this?

"I mean, why would I like him? Did you notice him, he's so mean, jerk, and mannerless, " I replied in an exasperating tone.

" Yeah, but almost all the girls here have a crush on him...I mean I just came yesterday but I still got to hear a lot about him " she shrugged her shoulders and pursed her lips.

" Whatttttttt the hell? Astaghfirullah... I mean what's wrong with you, Zara? Why are you behaving like this? " I stood up from my seat and snarled at her.

" I'm sorry, I didn't mean this... I'm just..." She had a horrified expression on her face as she didn't expect this reaction from me, and I didn't know why but she was acting strange.

"It's okay..." I knew I overreacted.

"So are you gonna come with me after college?" She lifted her head, tried to change the topic.

"Why, though?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Bro-"

"Oh yeah, I forgot about the job," I facepalmed myself and sat again on the chair.

We were engrossed in our food when Farwa entered the cafeteria. Farwa gave a weird look as she approached our table.

"I hate this girl," Zara sighed.

"Why? I mean she didn't do anything to you," I bit my lower lip.

" Yes, but she's mean, how could you forget that bitch said a lot of mean things to you, " she wrinkled her nose.

" Yeah, but it was my personal... Also, you can't hate anyone without knowing everything about them, who knows there would be a soft-hearted girl behind that mean face, "

" Stop the philosophy, please... " She cut me off and I looked at her in confusion.

******

My eyes widened as my gaze stopped at that beautiful mansion. I had seen this type of house in movies only. How could a girl like Zara befriend me? I started feeling insecure. My palms got sweaty and cold, as I stepped inside... My all confidence was replaced with nervousness.

"Is everything okay Zaynah?" Zara noticed the sudden change in me.

"Yeah, hmm... I was just wondering if the kids will like me or not? " I replied nervously.

" There are gonna love you, ma'am... Now come in and make this your home, " she held my hand and took me to a big lounge.

" Who's this beautiful girl,?" A middle-aged beautiful woman showed herself and smiled at us.

"Mama, she's Zaynah... Hammad's and Hamza's new tutor... Remember I told you about her, " Zara cooed.

" Ohh yeah, I remember... Zara talked a lot about you.. " and I was wondering what did she talk about me. I mean we just met yesterday.

"Yeah we met yesterday, but you're different... And I like you a lot dumbass," Zara chuckled.

" Wait, did I say it aloud," I asked hiding my embarrassment.

" Yeah you did, " Zara's mom laughed.

Her mom was nice like Zara. Gradually my all nervousness vanished.

I chatted with them for a few minutes then Zara took me to the kids' room.

"Yo Bois," Zara chirped.

"Oh you back," a twelve-year cute boy stood from the couch. He had black hair and lovely pair of blue eyes. As his gaze traveled on me, he stopped midway.

"Well, she's Zaynah, my best friend...And your new tutor," Zaynah spoke with a toothy grin.

" Ohh hi, miss Zaynah," that boy gave me a shy smile. I already like him.

"I'm Hammad and I'm in eighth grade," he told me making space for me to sit there.

" You're cute..." As I sat there, those words left my mouth.

"Thank you," he blushed.

"Where's Hamza by the way? " Zara asked looking around the room.

" He's in the washroom, " Hammad replied when the washroom door opened and a figure taller than Hammad appeared.

He gave us confused look, he put the towel on the bed and moved his steps towards us.

"Who's she?" He asked rolling his eyes. He was very different from Hammad, also he had a scowl on his face.

"She's my friend Zaynah and your new tutor," Zara replied sighing.

" Really? " He chuckled lightly and eyes me from head to toe, I became uncomfortable under his gaze.

"She is still a student, how could she teach us," he asked with a smirk. That smirk reminded me of someone.

Damnnn I sighed.

"Yes I know but she's very talented," Zara opened her mouth and replied a little harshly.

" I'm in ninth grade, btw and my name is Hamza Shah," he gave me an evil smirk and I felt terrible... This guy was going to give me hard times.

"I'm Zaynah, your new tutor. Just wanna remind you, getting admission in IISC with a scholarship isn't easy soo I'm confident enough that I can deal with little kids like you, "I returned him with a smirk.

He shrugged his shoulders and shared a look with me.

After asking some basic questions, I realized that they were bright kids and I had to work hard with them.

******

I was so tired, I didn't know how was I gonna manage my study and job. I took a small shower and laid down on my bed after performing mandatory salaah.

"How was your day?" Farwa entered the room and smirked.

"Huh?"

"I saw you were getting close to your new friend. I heard you went to her home too, " she smirked at me.

Why the heck was she noticing me so much?

" That none of your business Farwa," I rolled my eyes.

" Well it's good you're fooling a rich girl, not bad"

" What do you mean? " I hissed and gave her a cold look.

" Nevermind honey, just be careful," she smiled and hopped on her bed and I became confused. God knows what she was talking about.

******

"And this is called, circular motion," I said and looked at Hamza who was watching me. He was a little rude but he was brilliant in his studies.

"Hammad, show me your work," I called Hammad who was drawing something in his notebook. He was startled by my voice.

"What are you doing Hammad?" I sighed and asked in a rude tone.

"Ah, nothing ma'am...." Hammad stuttered.

"Boys come outside," before I could open my mouth, a deep yet beautiful voice hit my ears.

I lifted my head and turned my gaze at the door and the next moment, I froze...

I gulped the saliva forming in my throat and licked my dry chapped lips.

"Wajahat Bhai," The boy ran to him and his face wasn't different from mine. He had the same expressions on his face.

"What are you doing here,?" He mumbled but it was loud enough to be heard.

I was still in shock and my mind was still confused when Zara made a royal entry.

"Zaynaaaaah...you know," she stopped as she saw our shocked face.

" Ummm... Zaynah, I can explain..." She ran towards me but I felt betrayed. She hid a lot of things. What if she was planning something with that guy? What if I was trapped?

"Be careful honey" Farwa's voice rang in my ear and I shivered...so they were planning something. God...how could be I that stupid to trust anyone on my first day. How???

Ohh! So that was the reason she was being super nice to me... God, I'm so stupid.

I mentally facepalmed myself and my eyes pricked from hot tears.

"Zara, I'm leaving with boys...you girls can talk peacefully," a smirk returned to his face again and he didn't forget to give me a sly smile before leaving the room.