Muslim Tomboy?...Impossible

Ms Tomboy And The Allergy To Girls

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Zeeniya

Girlfriend Hahahahaha

I would have strangled that guy sitting beside me if it weren't, a) the lecture was still going on b) he just swapped places with him.

I saw both of them sneakily getting out of their seats and changing them as soon as Mr. Dunphy turned towards the white board. Why the hell he is after me? I shook my head in disbelieve and indulged my concentration on the Professor.

After a few minutes I noticed someone clearing their throat. Well, I didn't need to guess who it was, so I simple choose to ignore him. I already missed classes for the last two days, I'm not planning to be way behind. Its my final year and I don't wanna mess it up.

"I'm Nayal Siddiqi." I heard a whisper as soon as the Professor got to writing on his board.

"Well, I'm not interested." I snapped.

"I don't know I'm-Not-Interested is a name these days." He chuckle. Not funny, dude.

I ignored him and he took it as his cue to continue.

"Look I'm sorry for earlier, I lost my temper. But you were no where behind. You freaking punched me,woman." He alleged stealing quick glances at the Professor.

"Say what? I punched you because of a solid reason. You were stalking me." I don't know how many times i will have to repeat the word stalk or follow today.

"And I made it pretty clear that I simply had an urge to meet you." He quickly said, writing what the professor just said.

"Ugh! Urge? Hahahaha. If wanted to meet me you could come up to me like a normal person and said 'Hey, I wanted to see you'. Next time don't go following people like a god damned serial killer." I hissed making sure no one can hear me.

He hesitated for a moment, closing his eyes as if he is afraid to say it.

"I heard you are...kinda scary. I mean you don't like making friends. And that you are weird. And have an allergy to....never mind." He swatted his hand in the air.

"No, no please continue." I said in a overly sweet voice. I really wanted to know what others thought about me.

"No. I don't want to say it." He shook his head.

"Say it or..." I narrowed my eyes at him angrily. Maybe he remembered that showcase of my anger from earlier.

"Okay okay. They say you are allergic to girls."

For a moment he looked at me with a blank expression and then he burst into fists of laughter. What did i do to deserve sitting beside this mentally retarded lunatic? A few heads turned around, thank God the Professor didn't hear anything.

"Is it true? I mean that maybe its true. You know I have been observing you for three past two days and you didn't interact with a single girl for once."

"How much money you want to keep that huge mouth of yours shut?!" I shouted, letting my frustation out.He was a bit taken back by my sudden burst out.

"I..."

"Just...shut up!" I yelled causing a few heads to turn around including.... Mr. Dunphy's.

"Is there a problem back there, Ms. Tahan?" Mr. Dunphy arched an eyebrow at me.

Well I don't occasionally make trouble during class, so it was a shock for my classmates and the Professor.

"No nothing I can't handle sir." I just don't wanna handle more yelling professors today.

He suspiciously glanced at us and continued.

I looked over at Nayal and gave him a fake smile and sat down. I tilted my head to the side, bringing my mouth close to him,close enough so he could hear me.

"If you said one more word I will personally make arrangements for your funeral."

~*~

"Could you listen to me for once?"

"Lower your voice young man!. You are talking to your father not one for your friends!"

"Can you for just once drop that father card?"

"No I won't. You know why? Because I am your father. And if you cannot accept then the door is that way !"

This has been going on in the Tahan household for the last half hour. This could be tracked back when Dad came home to find Dani's portfolio for University of Chester.
Well, as usual he went crazy on Dani, who had a real bad day at school and was already very pissed off and then Dad's lecture acted as oil on charcoal.

I came home finding these two bantering like an old married couple. Omar was out with his old school friends and God knows about Zayd. The first thing I did was to call Omar,only he could handle this.

"Dad please leave it." The first thing that exited my mouth as I entered the living room after praying Asr.

"Zeeniya don't step into this. Tum beech mein mat bolo!" Dani turned to me and yelled, causing Dad to clench his fist.

"Hamdan Muhammad Tahan ! I swear to God if utter one more word, I'll kick you out of this house!" Dad banged his hand on the table causing me to jump a little in fright.

Dad doesn't get angry, like never. He is one of the calmest people i have encountered. Mum had a short temper and Dad always used to annoy her like hell. Then she would get angry and Dad gave her flowers, cards and worst... kiss on cheeks.

"Yeah, Dad go defend your precious daughter." He let out a sarcastic laugh.

"Why are you dragging me into this?" I stood up from the couch I was earlier sitting on.

"You wanna know why? Because it's always you. 'Zeeniya this Zeeniya that'. Look how she got into uni with full scholarship and ah...she never misses any of her prayers. The best footballer in the family. Cut me some f***ing slack!" He spatted. His face was crimson red with anger.
"I wish Mum was here then it wouldn't be all about you." He added in a low voice.

"Don't bring her up."I managed with a clenched teeth.

"Why? Because you were there with her? You let her die! And now, you don't even remember a thing from that night."

Thats it, he finally said it. I knew that their would be a time when he will confront me about it. He clearly pushed my wrong buttons.
Before I could hear anything further, I dashed out of the house, got on Ninja and rode away in full speed.
He was right. I was with her that night.

He was right. I don't remember that night.

He was right. I didn't save her.

He was right. It was all my fault.

Throughout the ride my mind kept repeating a poem I once read.

There was no one to tell and nowhere to hide,
I kept the pain to myself whilst a part of me died

A/N
Will be edited tomorrow InshaAllah ☺☺☺