"Then whom did you select as Cinderella?"
Someone suddenly approached Kifayat from behind and said,
"Its ME."
"What??!!"
Saba freaked the hell out of Kifayat. "Are you pretending to be a ghost?!!!"
"Hehehe, I just wanted to scare you."
"Anyway who is the Cinderella?"
"I said it is me!!! How about it? Are you excited to be my prince charming?"
Kifayat looked at everyone and confirmed again, "Are you sure I am the prince and she is the Cinderella? You guys did not swap the role."
"Yeah."
"But don't you think it will be more suitable for Saba to play the prince? She is taller than me and also stronger." Kifayat is sure they are plotting to embarrass her in front of the whole school. Saba is the tallest girl in the class not only in class but also in whole school. Also her excellent sportsmanship is renowned through the entire school.
It was okay for her to play the role of a Cinderella, if it was against a boy. But Kifayat herself is a girl and although she is not short, she looks petty in front of Saba.
"Kifayat, you are becoming judgemental. How can you think like that? There is no such script saying the Cinderella can not be taller than the prince."
"So you are going to rewrite the history. But I don't want to be called short prince."
Lia pretended to be cute, "Our dear Kifayat, you are the bestes, kindest and loveliest person on earth. Please play the prince." Lia blinked hard.
Looking at their anticipated eyes, Kifayat could not say no anymore. "Okay, okay, now stop blinking so hard. It doesn't look cute instead feels like your eyes are cramping."
"..."
"But in dramas it shows like this." Lia argued. Cyra replied, "Why does that matter? Whether you were being cute or not, It worked anyway."
"Agreed." Saba nodded.
Soon the rehearsal for the performance began. Kifayat had a very good memory. She soon memorized all her lines perfectly. She learnt dancing before.
So the dance was not that of a big deal for her. Looking at Kifayat's smooth performance, everyone in the drama club applauded. It was a perfect decision for them to let Kifayat play the prince instead of a Cinderella.
But the problem is Saba, No matter how much Kifayat danced with grace, it is useless if the Cinderella steps on her foot from time to time.
"SABA!" Kifayat raised her voice. "Don't step on my foot."
"Sorry, sorry. I did not look where your shoes were."
"And you are not supposed to look down while dancing."
"But then also It's not my fault. This dress is too long. I keep stepping on it. I don't know where to keep my feets."
"Should we make the dress shorter?"
"Absolutely not. Cinderellas dress is the main highlight of the drama. You can't."
"Then at least change my shoes. I can't practice on heels for so long."
"No these shoes are the protagonist. The drama happened because of these shoes."
Kifayat suggested to make the shoes little flatter. "There is no such script that Cinderella couldn't wear flats, right."
"Yes absolutely."
Lia looked at Kifayat speechlessly. She is making us eat our own words. It is already the flattest heels we have."
It doesn't matter. Wear the shoes that are comfortable for you. We can rewrite anytime we want. Don't be judgmental."
Lia did not argue with Kifayat.
"Okay. Just change the shoes for the time being."
Saba happily went to change her shoes into sneakers and started practicing again. After rehearsals many times, their co-operation became a lot better.
Because Kifayat already did her part well. She was granted leave early. As she also needs to practice for the hosting event.
"Ishan, did you wait for long?"
"No, I arrived a few minutes ago. I heard you are participating in a drama."
"Don't mention it. I am forced."
Ishan laughed.
"What drama are you playing? A female scholar or a Queen?" Ishan asked with curiosity.
"Cinderella."
"Haha! Really. Tsk tsk... I can't say Kifayat you are still interested in fairy tale."
Kifayat gave Ishan a blank look. "Anyway who is your prince charming then?"
"It's me." Ishan did not understand,"Who is me?"
Kifayat leaned a little closer to Ishan and whispered, "you will know at the event."
....
The day of the cultural event came. The celebration was in full swing. Soon the auditorium was filled with students and their guardians. The teachers came and took their seats respectively. The whole auditorium was decorated with balloons and shimmering banners. The room was buzzing with excitements.
Arbaz also came today with Samir and sat on the backstage. He was excited meeting Kifayat after a long time.
"Stop grinning so much. People would think you are a fool."
"You are the fool. By the way where is you cousin?"
"Cousin, I am here."
Arbaz laughed looking at the excited boy. "It looks like we have not seen you for a long time. You have grown taller."
Saif, Samir's cousin felt proud after hearing Arbaz's compliment. "Just wait and watch, brother. Soon I am going to surpass you."
"Little brother, we were praising you. But you just want to compete." Samir said while grabbing his little brother and rubbed his head hard.
"Stop, stop messing with my hair. I just had a new haircut."
Arbaz laughed looking at their interaction. After getting out of Samir's grasp, Saif checked his hair and adjusted her attire.
"You are paying so much attention to your appearance. Tell me the truth, don't you have a girlfriend?"
Saif blushed, "No."
"Then why are you blushing? If you don't tell the truth, I will tell your parents about your puppy love."
"I , I really don't have it. I just think she is pretty, nothing else."
Arbaz and Samir looked at each other. "Oh ho, so she is pretty~" Samir delibaretly elongated her tone. Brother if you tease me like this, I will no longer help you chasing senior sister."
Arbaz slapped Samir's shoulder and comforted Saif,
"He was just joking." Saif is the spy Arbaz planted on school to tell him about the school's event. He also helped him delivering letters. But Arbaz was afraid he would get caught if he kept sending one person thus he tried to sent these letters through multiple person.
At this moment, the auditorium became dark, all the lights were on stage. The event officially started. Everyone shifted their attention on stage.