#41 in Spiritual 2/3/17.
Religion. It's a big part of you. Some would say that religion is basically who you are.
All her life Amira has been told who she is. What she is.
A Muslim girl.
But the more she learns about her religion the more she r...
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Opening my eyes a crack, I shuffle around in bed, trying to look for my incessantly ringing cell phone.
My legs get tangled up in the sheets which results in me falling off the bed while trying to untangle myself. I find my phone in the process and quickly answer it.
"Are you up yet?" Scarlet squeals from the other line.
"Am now," I grumble.
"We're coming over in an hour," With that she hangs up.
Checking the time, I'm shocked to find its three in the afternoon. And yet the urge to stay in bed all day has never been stronger.
Hell, I don't want to ever get up.
I didn't manage to get any sleep last night. Thoughts of my parents, of Zayn and his brother, kept me up.
Rolling back into bed, I stare up at the ceiling, thinking about nothing but the day ahead.
They were dragging me to a frat party. Socializing was what I leastfelt like doing at the moment.
Glancing back at the time, I get up with a groan and walk to the bathroom. I had unpacked in the master bedroom and now Seid was claiming it- for a long time I contemplated switching rooms and moving all my things to the other bedroom which was smaller- but came to the conclusion that Seid could just suck it. I was here first while he was out gallivanting with his friends, the room was mine.
Washing my face and donning a pair of white jeans and a plaid shirt I've had since 7th grade, I get an apple out of the poorly stocked fridge, a book from a very richly stocked cupboard and walk out to the small balcony.
I inhale the polluted New York morning air and smile to myself. Smells like freedom. New York is my salvation.
I sit down on an arm chair and open my book, hoping Scarlet and Natalie run late.
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"Can you guess how much this eye liner cost?"
"How much?" I ask.
"Ten whole american dollars." Scarlet replies.
"Oh?"
"What oh?" She slaps me across the head. "That's an amazing price for eye liner."
"Okay," I say offhandedly.
I never understood Scarlet and her obsession with all things girly.
"Do you guys think I should wear blue or red?" Natalie asks walking out of the walking closet, holding two hangers.
