Mantasha made her way to her department and came in front of her classroom door. The door was close so she knocked on the door. When she heard a faint 'Come In' from the other side, she opened the door and said salaam. She smiled politely at the male teacher and told her name.
"Are you from this class?" The teacher asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes Sir!" Mantasha said and nodded with a big smile.
"Are not you too young for university! Show me your university pass!" The teacher asked in confusion and then asked for tasha's entrance card as he thought that she was lying. At this, tasha pouted and scrunched her nose a little but took her card out.
"I don't lie!" Tasha said with a pout while giving her card to the professor. He checked the card and then smiled at Tasha and told her to sit in any available seat. Tasha made her way to the very back of the class where only some boys were sitting in one side so she took the other side and sat down. Whole class was looking at her in curiosity while some of the students were chuckling after looking at Tasha's annoyance at being accused of telling a lie. The boys of the class already liked the girl as she was a beauty as well as a cutie.
It seemed like introductions were happening before tasha came to the class. When it was her turn, she introduced herself and told everyone to call her tasha or tashi. She told them that she was from UK and told about her parents. Everyone became shocked after hearing her father's name as it seems like everyone knew him. But then again, everyone must have known about one of the richest people of the world and to think that tasha was the daughter of a billionaire. No one was able to judge that she was a rich person from her simple dressing but that is what tasha is and that is how her parents taught her and Zainab to live like.
By the lunch time, Tasha made some friends and she talked with some boys too but she remained with the girls. At lunch time, tasha and her new friends made their way to the canteen that was closest to their department. As they took their seats on an empty table, tasha looked here and there and she saw something that made her eyes glued to the person's face.
She looked in front of her and she saw some males that were sitting on a table by the window in canteen. There were three males sitting there and they were laughing at something. Tasha was mesmerized by only one of them. He was looking very handsome with a small smile on his face and a dimple on his left cheek. He had mesmerizing grey eyes and shiny black hair. He had light stubble on his face. His body was very built. His arms were showing from the folded sleeves of his white shirt and his arms looked very strong as veins were protruding out of them.
"Yar wo kon hain? (Guys, who is he?)" Tasha asked in a trance from her other three companions and new friends. They looked at Tasha with confusion but then looked at what Tasha was looking at. They giggled after seeing what had tasha's attention.
"Well, that, my dear new friend, is Ashar Ahmed. He is every girl's dream boy! He is here as a substitute teacher for the aviation department. He is actually in his last year of training to become a Squadron Leader in Air Force! And the others that are sitting with him are his two best friends. Both of them are also in their last year of training and then they will be becoming the new squadron leaders for three of the best squads of Karachi Air Force!" Her friend, Faizia, said with a smirk.
"Well, you are not the only one who is smitten by him! Many girls have already approached him but he is very cold towards them so now, people are maintaining their distance from them! He actually scolded some juniors that tried to talk to him freely! He is handsome but very strict too and that is what makes him more appealing to us girls! Hayeeeee!" Laraib said with a long sigh at the end.
"Ye sab kuch tum logo ko kesay pata? (How do you guys know about all this?)" Sana, the last one asked from Faizia and Laraib with a frown on her face and Tasha also looked at them with confusion.
"Meri cousin yaha parhti hain! Unho nay bataya tha mjhay! (My cousin studies here! She told me about all this!)" Faizia replied with a shrug and decided to order something.
"Or mera bhai parhta tha! Wo ghar ja kr batata rehta tha ye sab! (And my brother studied here! He always told about these types of incidents when he came back from the university)" Laraib replied after that and also looked at the menu to order something. Mantasha nodded and again looked at Ashar Ahmed. After a minute of looking, mantasha noticed that the table had become silent so she looked at the other people of the boy's table. She saw that a man from their table was looking at her. It was not Ashar ahmed but one of his friends so mantasha smiled and waved at him from her table. She decided to make friends with Ashar's friends so that she can become close to him too. It seems like Ashar's friend was also not very friendly with girls because he glared at her very harshly that Tasha put her hand down and looked at the table with a pout.
"I told you that they are like this! All of them are like this! They think of themselves as something! I am telling you! They are very good looking but jerks! I am telling you so it's better to stay away from them!" Faizia said while trying to console her new friend, Tasha. Tasha nodded and ordered a glass of juice only. After their orders arrived, they started talking and sharing their life moments and some funny stories. Mantasha was continuously looking at Ashar from time to time but he never looked at her. His friend even pointed at their table and told ashar something but still he did not looked at her table. Mantasha sighed with sadness. She did not know why it was affecting her so much but she decided to at least try to talk to him. Tasha was always the bold type of girl. She was bold but not a bad girl. She just can't keep her thoughts to herself and she talks a lot.
Mantasha looked at the boys and saw that they were standing up so she also stood up and made her way to their table before they can get out of the canteen. Her friends were trying to stop her but she did not listen to them. When they saw mantasha making her way to Ashar Ahmed, they decided to also follow her so if something gets out of hand, at least they will be there for tasha.