It was a chilly summer morning, Yeah! Chilly because it rained heavily the last night literally drowned my house since its just one floor and my terrace had a terrible condition.
Wait let me stop here b'cause its all what everyone writes....RIGHT? WHATEVER
{TIME: 6:30 a.m}
I woke 30 mins before I had to go with my friend straight to school. Thanks to my mom who was there and and her alarm tone made me wake up even when I didn't like it.
Me and my sister are supposed to reach school by 7:30 a.m. something as we are participating in some orientation performance for the representation of our school. We both hurriedly went to bathroom and got ready in just 20 minutes, YEAH LITERALLY !
{TIME: 6:50 a.m.}
She goes by van so she has to do everything fast and I have to make sure that she doesn't leave anything or else it's me who has to run throughOUT the school finding her and delivering it to her.She took her bag and off to SCHOOL she go.....
My mom said,"Don't forget to take your bags,Sarah!!"
"Okie-dokie,mommy!" said by me who was determined to break a leg in the act. (theatre's speak for good luck)
Bags yeah, 2 bags with me because one has my costume for the stage and the other has snacks, drinks and yeah all rubbish stuff which is not even required to be with me in my school bag, as it is for my own happiness for keeping everything with me.
Talking honestly 2 BAGS with me but 1 bag with her 'cause we both were carrying snacks, she has to go to school and stay there for her rehersals for some other competition of singing. And I have a dance to go with so I am carrying costumes and a pair of clean clothes, CASUAL I MEAN. So that after the stage we can come back and change into it and leave for our houses. ( I WISH WE COULD....)
{TIME: 7:00 a.m.}
Insha said hurriedly,"Sarah, if you don't hurry up, we're seriously going to miss the whole performance!"
I replied,"I'm almost done, just give me one more second to grab my stuff!"
she said annoyingly,"You've been saying that for ten minutes—move it or I'm leaving without you!"
I quickly ran, and my friend Insha and I left b'cause she was pestering me till death. Since we both were late, we knew that we are done for good. We numbskulls were zipping away with two crammed bags. Finally we reached the metro station and quickly checked in and sat in the metro with a BIG SIGH.
She says "Hey! Looks like we're going to be sued… but hey, might as well enjoy the chaos."
I replied "Sure I will 'cause we practiced crazy for 2 months and now we have to go by ourselves only"
But something was wrong, everyone inside the metro seemed tense as if they are scared of something. Anyways, we reached our station and now for the good news—it turned out we weren't the only ones running late. As we stood on the sidewalk, panicking with our overstuffed bags in hand, we spotted six other people sprinting toward the school, just as frantic as we were. The sight was oddly comforting—at least we weren't alone in the chaos.
*SCHOOL STARTS*
We finally made it to school and slipped into class, a bit flustered but relieved. The room was already buzzing—some students were rehearsing skits, others warming up their voices for singing, and a few stretching before their dance routines. Everyone was busy, lost in their own little worlds. Insha and I, of course, were in ours—daydreaming, joking around, completely wrapped in our usual nonsense. The day officially began, and we managed to squeeze in a bit of studying, though our minds were clearly elsewhere. Before long, the final announcements came: it was time for last-minute checks. We were finally heading to the venue. The bus ride took barely thirty minutes. As soon as we arrived, our teacher gave the signal—pack up your things, we're leaving the school behind.
*SCHOOL ENDS*
{TIME: 12:00 p.m.}
They presented us with two choices: head home to gather our things and get ready there, or proceed straight to the venue and prepare on-site. But we'd already settled on our plan—and in true swagger-filled fashion, it was every person for themselves. No coordination, no group logistics—just pure independence. We left the school like it was our abandoned headquarters from some grand underworld operation. (Well, not really—but it felt that cool at the time.) Once outside the school gates, we shifted gears, figuring out how to get to the venue while squeezing in as much fun as possible along the way.
(To give you a clearer picture of the venue and its location—luck was definitely on our side. In the end, it turned out to be one of the smartest choices we could've made. Our school was situated about 12 kilometers from the airport, and the venue itself was conveniently located just a short five-minute walk away. The proximity made everything feel seamless, almost like it was all meant to fall into place.)