It's art! I sit with Callum, Tyke and silverboy. As I approached them, I rolled my eyes and Tyke was like "what are you doing that for? Since when was I that effective, huh?" That little, wait he's wayyy taller than me. Iykyk, do you understand I ROLLED MY EYES as in he was thinking of f*cking me. Malik started laughing his as* off.
Then they started their stupid British accents! Ugh! And then Tyke was like "could you pass me the invisible CRAYONS please, Siyana?" A little bit of context, when Tyke was in god-knows-where, Malik accidentally called oil pastels as crayons and I was really annoyed. He noticed that and kept on calling them crayons just to piss me off. Back to the present, I screeched "how do you know that?". Should we use the scripts? :
T : Could you pass me the invisible CRAYONS please, Siyana?
S : *jaw on the floor* how do you know that
M : *giggling* yeah Tyke, who told you that?
S : wait, did you tell him? Oh my lord save me, Mal-
Damien : Siyana's prepared to m-
S : don't finish that
M : why do you ship us?
MS : it's giving-
Hazza : -math calculators. One for the boys and one for the girls
M : I need a cup of tea *in a British accent*
S : just shutttttt upppp
T : would you like to come to my tea party, Siyana, Malik and Callum? *in a high-pitched British accent*
S : y'all are really weird
Callum : look at the jawline on my self-portrait!
M : the portrait be mewing from day 1 born in Ohio level 69!
S : Malik, just sto-
M : ya Hazza! Arini! iPad! Kam marrah?- Ana la uhib ya binti ya ghabiyahki! Ana la, la, la, uhib- ANA LA UHIB YA BINTI. QAS UMAK! (Show me! The iPad! How many times?- I don't like that girl you stupida*s! I don't, don't, don't like- I DON'T LIKE THAT GIRL. YOUR MUM'S F*CKING C*NT!)
S : chillax!
M : *rolls his eyes*
S : what about the effec- anyways, what did you do, Hazza?
Hazza : *sheepishly smiles* I was, uhh-uh
S : what? Uhh, huh *mocking him*
Hazza : I was making a piccolage of Malik. So, I was taking a picture of him
S : Hazza.
Hazza : yeah
S : What was the-
Hazza : It was about how Malik is really smart! I swear!
S : *mutters* you and your fake promises. You suuuuureeee?
Hazza : it wasn't about how Malik is the smartest but- I can't tell you
S : Hazza. Is it about that?
Hazza : *gives a grin* maybe *scratches the back of his neck* maybe n-
S : Malik, was he doing a collage about that?
M : there's a lot of "that"
S : about THAT *points to us both*
M : *nods*
S : actually?
M : *nods and sighs* YEAH! WHAT DO YOU THINK?
S : okayy. Now Hazza's getting murdered
Zayn : anyone selling popcorn? I'll take it for 50 Dirhams, final price
S : HAZZA ALMANSOORI!
Hazza : *flinches a little* I'm sorry *laughing*
S : you're not sorry are you?
Hazza : yeah but-
S : I'm telling Maryam you like her!
Hazza : I don't! She's my cousin. We have the same last name. Hazza Almansoori wa Maryam Almansoori
S : Ohhh, sureeeeee!
Hazza : promise me!
S : promise!
Hazza : I like Reem
S : well promise not to ship me with Malik!
Hazza : I can't anyways because he knows and he's threat-
M : Haazzzzaaaaa
Hazza : uhhh, nothing. Nothing
M : *drags Hazza to the corner and gives him a warning* And you *points to me*, don't you dare call me Maya's stepbrother again!
Teacher : Okay, everyone. You can leave now
M : *starts laughing his a*s off* omg, Siyana
S : what?
Leah : Siyana, there's ugh!
T : there's glue in your hair! Callum did *starts laughing uncontrollably*
Layla : there we go! No more glue
S : stop laughing Malik!
M : *laughing* no, what will you do about it?
S : *runs behind him* move Pedro, omg Damien just move the f*ck away
M : ahhahaahahahah
S : *smacks his on the head* deserve it, stupid! Ya ghabiyah! (You stupid!)
M : *mocks pain* awwwwww, that hurts soooo much habibi
S : *rolls my eyes and leaves*
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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...
