One.

5:00am

Abuja, Nigeria.

"Mehr," Kydah, her sister called from the praying mat where she just finished praying her Subh prayers, "stand up and pray or you'll be late for school fah." she added ignoring her protests that she should add five minutes but Kydah knows better, if she add that five minutes it'll turn to one hour and she'll be late for school.

Mehr groaned, she hate mornings with passion but nevertheless, she said her azkaar then stood up, knowing her sister she'll never leave her alone.

"Mehr!" Kydah called again not knowing Mehr has stood up cuz she wasn't facing her anymore, she's folding her Shailah (hijab).

"I'm up can't you see," Mehr groaned rubbing her eyes with her small fist.

"Better." Kydah muttered.

She walked to the bathroom to perform ablution then came out and ambled to their walk in closet to bring out her long Shailah which closed her feet perfectly and islamically.

She started with raka'ataanu al-fajr , followed by Subh prayers. As she finished saying her azkaar, she ambled back to the bathroom. She brushed her teeth and took a long shower coz she still have time before school starts.

She walked out of the bathroom to their vanity table where she rubbed some lotion on her body before moseying to their walk in closet for her uniform which is; a black skirt that stopped at her knees, white long sleeves that she tucked in with a pair of white panty hose and a white veil which she tied on her head perfectly, she finished it with a black loafers.

She ambled down the stairs with her black bag pack draped lazily on her shoulder. Her parents, brothers and sister were all sitting on the dining chair waiting for her.

"Good morning everyone." she said smiling brightly at her family, she starts her routine, hugging each and everyone of them and kissing their cheeks.

Starting from Paa, Maa, Ya Muhseen, Ya Habeeb, Ya Amdaad, and lastly Didi; Kydah. She sat down next to her sister where she usually sits.

They ate their breakfast in silent as Maa advised; "talking while eating is a bad manners". She finished her breakfast on time, she sauntered out of the house after bidding them adieu.

"Mallam Audu, I'm ready." she called standing next to the car that's taking her to school. "Ina yini Mallam Audu," she greet him in Hausa, squatting down a little when he came out of his room dressed in his usual Jallabiya.

"Lafiya lau Meheruu," he teased knowing how she despised the name.

"Mallam Audu!" she whined stomping her feet on the ground.

"Muje kafin muyi latti (let's go before you get late) and we don't want that." he said laughing whilst shaking his head.

They arrived shortly cox the drive from her house to the school is not long, she can even trek but Paa said, "it's not safe princess" .

She bid Mallam Audu adieu and hopped off the car.

She walked into the school building saying 'Hi' and 'Hello' to some of her mates and even juniors, yeah she's popular cox she's the I don't give a damn type of girl, she's exuberant and care free. She's the head girl also.

When she finally reached her squad where; Afnaan, her best friend was there, Bilal, Salena, Nadia, Baqeer, Yamina and Makhdoom are all there. She smiled immediately.

Afnaan was the first to notice her presence, she rushed and gave her a bone crushing hug. "I miss you Mehry!" Afnaan said still hugging her.

"I miss you more Afy. But if you don't wanna miss me forever, then pulease pull away." she begged.

"I just missed you hidiot," Afnaan said with a toothy smile.

"You saw me yesterday fah." Mehr said face palming herself

"Whatever!" Afnaan muttered rolling her eyes.

"We exist too!" that was Baqeer.

"Tell me about it." Kaamil and Salena muttered rolling their eyes while the others pouted.

"Sorry guys, this potato here distracted me." she said pointing at Afnaan who only grinned. She hugged the girls and shake hands with the boys, as usual.

Mehr, Afnaan, Yamina, Makhdoom and Karima start their usual argument. Today, it was about the ball between Nigeria and Argentina.

"Poor Nigeria but we're still proud of them," Mehr said. Kaamil said something funny to which they all guffawed earning some glares, curious and annoyed looks from the students nearby.

"This one that your voice is sounding like Peter's." Afnaan teased Mehr with a disgusting look on her face looking at Mehr.

Mehr's sick;flu. Peter is one of the guards they have in the school, his voice is so awful.

"God Af, I swear I'll forget that you're my best friend, I'll kill you and bury you six foots underground." Mehr fumed with a scowl on her face.

"God! Peter's voice is even sweeter than yours," Afnaan added hiding behind Baqeer

"I'll sear your face if you talk again." Mehr fumed as Afnaan thwart away from her once again.

"Bye guys!" Yamina, Bilal and Salena said before ascending up the stairs to their classrooms while the others decide to walk around the school since they have nothing to do. It's a free period.

"Chips, you know I kind of have a crush on one guy like that." Afnaan stated, looking at her best friend's expression.

"Allah! Pot, and you're just telling me? Are you for real?" Mehr asked, from jumping excitedly to annoyed glare.

"It was just yesterday and I called you but you didn't answer my phone so. And its not a big deal, is just crush and I don't think I can even date him." Afnaan verballed.

"Don't tell me that 'I'm not gonna date him' speech again or I disfigure your face," Mehr glared at Afnaan making her to shut up. Mehr danced internally with victory.