Faryal didn't know what she felt, was it regret? Or just boredom. Nailah wasn't in school, she wouldn't be in school for the next one month, and at first she thought it wouldn't be a big deal but now.... now she hated herself for not getting closer to any other girl in her class or at least for not trying.
She sighed as she walked to her seat, it was already time for first period but there was no teacher in the class, lucky for her. This is how it'd had been all term, being in SS3 was... freedom.
She took her seat which was beside the sliding glass window she had a view of the school's basketball court from there she could see the boys from her class playing.
Nailah usually sat in the seat before hers, there were two more seats after hers and three more behind faryal's.
She sighed taking out her phone she couldn't call Nailah, not yet she doubted her flight had even landed yet, she hadn't imagined she'd so stressed just thinking about her not being here.
She took a good look around, the other girls were shared into three groups, Anaya's group , Anaya, safrah and Imam,they were the smartest girls in the class and they were well aware of it, they saw themselves above the rest of them or at least that was how she perceived them and normally she wouldn't care but they had beef with Nailah.
Meghan's group, this were the class gossip queens, Meghan, Afrah, Joyce, Mimi and Freeah , they had all the latest information both about teachers, students of both their school school and even school's faryal wasn't familiar with, they always had something interesting and surprisingly true,.
They were all pretty, yes, but nothing too attractive. Nothing faryal could envy even if she tried.
And then there was the third group, she couldn't even call them a group of friends it was just Isabelle and her underlings , Qismah, Jessica and Maya. The sight of them made faryal grit her teeth , not just of disgust but some part of her envied them....for reasons she would never bring herself to accept.
Their school uniform consisted of a black knee length skirt, white button up and a black blazer it was everything but indecent but Isabelle had found a way to make it just that.
Her black skirt which was averagely knee length rested at the center of her thigh, the first 2 buttons of her white shirt were left unbuttoned exposing her cleavage and for some reason she never wore her blazer, which is an obligatory part of their uniform.
She turned her face at the sound of a notification from her phone a glnt of excitement in her eyes , Nailah..... but it wasn't her, it was Khalil, he was Nailah's boyfriend whom attended a different school,
"Wanna go out for lunch?"
She stared at the message wondering if her eyes were deceiving her. She had never liked Khalil and she made Nailah fully aware of this fact, he gave out an ominous vibe which just didn't sit well with her. But even with all her efforts Nailah had always had an excuse for him and every time the topic of Khalil came up, it always ended with an argument. She only had his contact because Nailah had insisted but she never actually messaged him.
" Wanna go out for lunch?*
She read the message again pressing her lips again each other, ultimately smudging her lipgloss but she didn't care, not right now.
This seemed too suspicious but perhaps she might use this chance to get some information on him, something good enough to make Nailah finally break up with him .
She had just began typing when her phone was snatched from her hands.
She raised her gaze just to be met with that of Isabella. She and her minions were standing before her.
"What did she want?". Faryal thought as she rolled her eyes, she could've sworn a glint of amusement passed through Isabelle's eyes as she sat on Faryal's desk forcing her to lean back in her chair, further away from Isabelle.