In geography, the teacher pulled out 5 people - Me, Malik, Leah, Omar Ismail and that f*cking c*nt Sinamika. Did I say that she humps herself every two seconds! She's alwayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyys moving up and down while sitting - humping herself. Me and Malik got 100%s (this was such a hard test), Omar and Leah got a 31/32 and our favorite, Sinamika, got a 30/32. She's stupid as f*ck but thinks that she's smarter than me. On the first day, she was like "duh? I'm the smartest in this class! Probably smarter than you and what's his name? Malik." like girly, I'm sorry but wtf?
The teacher pulled us out and told us that next lesson we had to make a PowerPoint and explain it for 15 minutes. I was neutral. But obviously happy, there's gonna be beef. There would've been more of there was Zayn and Mia because they provoke me, silverboy. And the thing is, she literally wrote the names in order, Lauren, Omar, Ummikaa, Malik and Sohana on the PowerPoint slide. Like, we get it girly. I'm smart. Malik's smart.
Psychotic nerds. That's what we ARE. Who flirt wayyyyyy too much. Like come on, what kind of actual enemies slam each other into a locker, grabs the others' wrists and are THAT close that they're breath literal motherf*cking fans the others'? We aren't enemies even though we act like we ABSOLUTELY LOATHE THE OTHER. We aren't. We're just people stuck in a situationship that don't wanna accept it. I accept it..... with myself but with others - NEVER. The only way I'm accepting that I like him with others is when hell freezes over. But after doing the act, imma put a bullet through my head.
I DON'T LIKE HIM. Denial is a river in Egypt, Siyana, that little voice in my head says. "He's from Egypt". Sh*t, I said that out loud. Malik and Omar I were right in front of me and turned around. They didn't care, right?
We went to the canteen and obviously Leah was in charge of presentations. So, she did all of the work, well practically. Malik and Omar were "searching for fun activities" but more like Malik was staring at me. I'll write down the entire lesson :
S : I don't wanna live my la la la life, should tell my boyfriend
Sinamika : WHAT I'VE BEEN DOING
S : just shut up Sinamika
M : *laughs* you don't get a say Siyana, you sing 24/7
S : *mutters* well, I can actually sing and dance unlike that c*nt
L : hahahahahahaha
O : anta tuhib- (you like-)
M : askut, omar. Ya kalba (shut up, Omar. You b*tch)
S : *fake gasps really loudly* omg, did u just ship me Omar?
O : wait Malik, yeah why?
S : Ya *screams* Omar Ahmed Ismail how dare you ship me with-
O : Malik Mich-
S : I know! Malik Michael Awad Shawqi Aatif Awad! Are you proud of me *sarcastic af*
M : not my full name.
L : girly, he's impressed. He just doesn't want to be vulnerable.
S : I don't give a f*ck and Leah look at me
M : *turns around swiftly; enough to see me but not make it obvious*, show me
S : look away Malik, Leahhhhhhhh!
L : what!
S : look! *does a few dance moves to classic songs like Love Nwatini*
L : Siyana, we already know you're amazing at dance.
M : *giggles* that was practically pole dancing, a show Siyana?
S : *flips him off* it's giving man-wh*re
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My Love Life : Y7
RomanceThis is Siyana's (my) life! *this is a real life story and the names are changed due to copyright issues* Tons of boy drama and shipping. Hope you enjoy my life! Here are a few glimpses : 1. "From today I'll call you silverboy" I said. "What?" he ex...
