Chapter 2: chapter 2

I guess Kabir sir have super problem with me cause no class with him in it pass without a drama. And I have proven myself as disobedient and most useless student of the college. certainly someone who doesn't deserve to be in his class. Trust me he is my constant nightmare. But I am lucky cause we don't have math class today. These means a fun day for me. Next class is sociology and our mam is very sweet , she hardly scolds anyone and minds her business , so now I can sleep in this class. Last night we all made a little nursery for a baby girl whose mother left her on our orphan age door step. poor kid is just one week old kept crying all night and we all were awake with her. And now I am very sleepy. I lied on the cold ,hard bench , the noise of the class is like a sea wave on my ear slowly slowly drifting towards deep sleep. " Need a pillow ? " a voice woke me from my dizzy state and as I lifted my head to see who is it I saw Kabir sir. But its not math class what is he doing ? what is he doing in sociology class ? I straightened my back and corrected my posture. l know how I stopped myself from saying ' This is not your class , out Mr. " I stopped myself from saying that. " Sorry sir , I was just....it will not happen again. please don't throw me out of your class. " I whispered ,he started me for good time than moved his head like ' what else can we expect from you ' . such a drama king I tell you. " Miss whatever, if  you remain  like this you will never succeed in your life. You are too carefree , spoiled. I can see your father have spoiled you with money. " he said them casually but his words stabbed my heart like pieces of glass. How dare he speak like this with anyone . " I am sorry for what I did but no one have given you the right to drag my parents in it. So I request you please don't talk bad about them. " I told him , the parents I never saw ,about whom I dream each night how dare he talk bad about them. I am sure they simply didn't gave up on me , their maybe a valid explanation for my being in the home.....he better not bad mouth about my parents.  " Everyday you have to create a fuss in my class right ? Actually you known what let's not waste time on you and start class. " he said and went to his chair. As if I am dying for his attention. who told him to focus on me ? I don't have a crush on you that I will want your full attention. His class is actually helpful as he teaches nicely but why would I appreciate ?. He left the board and stood near my bench to take a book from the topper who is sitting beside me.  I tried to remain quiet like a mice but suddenly my throat became dry and out of no where I began coughing. And that dry cough wouldn't stop. I dranked water but that nearly chocked me and than I spilled water on his shirt..... great job. " For gods sake will you stop. " Kabir sir shouted but I am not doing it on purpose , I literally have throat problems. But why will he understand ? just why ? Should I bring my medical reports in college from tomorrow ? " Please leave the class. "he shouted and here goes my 4th math class in a week. I can safely say I hate him. I came out of the class and went to sit on the garden. Its the most beautiful part of our college with flowers , sitting tables and silence.." Here you are... " shouted my friend Zoya. Maybe its not that good place to sit. She is my college friend and a drama queen. And loves to gossip about her everyday crush.....disgusting.  " You are not going to believe what happened today. " she shouted with voice full of excitement and hope that you are interested in her topic....but she will tell you anyways so last part doesn't really matters.  But I know what she wants to say.... someone gave her flowers or someone wanted to be her boyfriend and she refused . Classic love story right ? " I recently have a crush on Kabir sir and....." before she could continue I stopped her. Cause her statement made me choke with my own saliva. " You have a crush on who ??? .....you literally like the Devil of our class . " I asked her in a schoked tone. I literally want to throw something on her dumb head and repair it. Her brain is full of rubbish or who with a correct mind will love that Hitler. " He is so smoking hot .....devil in a good way you know. " her smile is making me puke. Really how can anyone think that stone hearted person can be interesting. Her taste is worst. No her taste is poisonous. " And you two fight like movie couple. I think soon something smoking can happen between you two. I mean you hate him , he hates you and that leads to something special. " she said in a dreamy voice. only one thing Smokey can happen between us that's either he will burn me or I will. " No no girl you are living in dream he is not hot or sexy. He is rude , cold hearted and bad. Even Lucifer is an angel in front of him. If he is the last man alive in the world than I would die single but not choose to be with him ." I almost shouted out of frustration. " Okay calm down girl....let's talk about something else. what about your rent house ? you know you can't stay in your orphan house any longer. " she said in a business tone.  I totally forgot that I have to find a rent house and a job as after 18 years you can't stay in orphan house and I am 21 . I have still with them cause they love me a lot but soon I have to find a place to stay. " I planned to start little kids dancing to effort a rent house but I am not getting one what should I do ? " no one wants a single girl to stay in their colony they all want married couples. But I need a house. " Keep trying ..now let's go and have lunch. " she said. Together we went near the food counter. The food court is very busy today. Its literally impossible to take food without a fight. She grabbed our food tray and I kept complaining about our Kabir sir. How he is effecting my peace , how he never let's me sit in his class. How even devils of hells are pure angle in front of him , how much I think he should be the king of death , devil king of hell not our math professor. " Miss whatever " Do I know that tone ???? yes I do. I turned and saw Kabir sir standing behind us. When he came behind us ? And how much he heard ? " I feel so sad that I threw you out of class but tomorrow that wouldn't happen. I will take a class test tomorrow in the form of  presentation based on today's topic and I want to see your presentation first. so best of luck. " he said and left. Math presentation and me ....not good, not good. I just hate him. God what will I do ? I don't even know what he taught in class. How will I do my assignment? I am so very done. Rest in peace world cause tomorrow I will die.