The sun was parching me like a laser beam which emitted from the large window. I gazed at the right and saw a girl yawning and covering her mouth for sophistication.
I glared at the professor's lecture which suffocated me as if he locked me in a room with no trace of oxygen present. He was more annoying when he started explaining that frustrating alpha rays. I lifted my pen and shaked that pen to and fro. I wished to kill him then and there. Nevertheless I bit my pen.
I was waiting for that last class to end. The bell shouted at its loudest peak and the class climaxed. Abracadabra.
I stretched my arms and again yawned.
Meanwhile, my friend Piya came and asked me for my plans.
"Go home and bear the tantrums of my mom.", I lied her my mom never really cared about me. She was a writer of Times India and she has also collabed with world's famous novelist.
I was lonesome - very, very lonesome.
"I am going to a night party."
"Wanna join?", she asked after few seconds.
"Ummm, I don't know. "
"Come on, you will enjoy."
"You will be the queen of that party because you are so beautiful."
She always used that statement when she wanted to convince me. She was correct by the way.
"Please, Don't say no."
I sighed and replied, "Okay."