LOGINSometimes a family member can be a blessing. Well, at times, he or she can be a curse. Annabelle Siromani moved to America with her parents when she was sixteen years old. They moved to the USA because of the constant problems her maternal aunt gave her family due to her obsession with Anna's father. She had to move to a new place with her family, away from her birth place, Pakistan. They had to get away from her deranged aunt that left no stone unturned to ruin their lives. Follow Anna in her story as she finds out how difficult it is to adjust in a new place.
View MoreThird person’s POV“Today, we will be having a pop quiz before the actual class begins,” said the strange teacher the minute he stepped into the classroom.“Good morning, sir,” the class rep said “please don’t be offended, but may we know who you are?”“Does that matter?” the man asked.“Yes sir, it does,” replied Chelsea, the class rep.“Well, my name is Leonard Lamberts and I’m your new Physics teacher,” he said with the creepiest of smiles on his face.The students continued to look in at this weird six foot tall man. He was a lanky brunette with a face so red it seemed like he was slapped all over; his neck was long as that of a giraffe. The black clothes he wore were body hugging clothes so they emphasized his thin frame. His face was already reason enough to laugh, then coupled
Anna's POVSitting there in the study, listening to my father's tale was something I hadn't really done in a while. Deep down, I wanted to celebrate this but the situation on ground was too serious for me to do that.I knew that African American woman was up to something. It was written all over her face the first time I saw her in the house. Listening to dad's story was quite disheartening though. There he was, being accused of cheating by a wife he adored with his whole heart.In as much as I always tried to remove myself from their marriage matters, I knew what my dad was capable of. The only thing he knew was that petrol he was dealing and nothing else. He was literally oblivious to anything that did not concern work and to some extent, my mom. That was why I was determined to help him.It seemed like he was at the verge of tears, even. "So your mother is now mad at me because of what her w
Basha Siromani's POVJasmine, an young redheaded Asian lady who happened to be Riley's personal assistant stood before us. She had a distinct look of disappointment on her face which definitely worried me. If she read a wrong meaning into the situation, she was likely to tell my wife and that would end us in a big ditch."Good afternoon, sir," Jasmine said in a cold manner and not in her usual cheerful yet professional manner."Well, what is it you want here? Can't you see we are busy?" the African-American woman said."I can't see what's making you busy," I quickly said, giving her the coldest expression I had, an expression I had not used in a very long time."Jasmine," I said, facing the young lady, "where is my wife?" I made sure to lay emphasis on the word 'wife'."She is currently in the conference room, sir," was the reply. "I actually
Basha Siromani's POV
Anna's POVI woke up with a smile on my face. I didn't know why I was happy. Maybe because it was a Wednesday or I because I had been successful at having substantial control of my emotions yesterday or maybe it was because I remembered Kathy's concern last night. It didn't matter what was making m
Dexter parked the car and went to the back of the house. The Siromanis' yard was very large. It could take up to four duplexes if he wasn't underestimating it. The main house, where the family lived, was in the middle of the compound. It was a mansion that could take anyone's breath away. There was
It was finally time for lunch. Anna drummed her fingers on her desk as she impatiently waited for the Math teacher to shut up and leave.
Anna's POV I walked up to the school's entrance. Students were in front of the school as usual. Some were sitting in their cars, some on the grass and all of them were just doing their own things. It was my second day at Regis and it was Tuesday. Dex had dropped me off again. He tried striking






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