Islamically Connected

Chapter 6-Partners

Fatima's PoV

"Why so late loser?" Ayub says.

Why is he here so early. Its a miracle.

"The bell hasn't rung yet." I say squinting my eyes.

"Does it look like I give a f*ck. I don't think I do." He says with a smirk.

"Whatever I don't have time to waste talking to you."

"Oh right. Little miss loser princess is too busy staring at her ugly ass self." He says and I turn to him angry.

"Why don't you keep your stupid comments about me to yourself. What I do and don't has nothing to do with you. I don't stare at my ug- my self. I don't." I say stuttering. I shut my eyes and turn keeping strong. Appearance doesn't matter. Don't take anything personally. Especially not from him.

"Uh oh little miss loser looks like she needs a tissue. Aw did I hurt your little precious feelings?"

"Dude shut up. Stop talking to me! Leave me alone for the love of God!" I snap at him. He's always getting on my nerves.

"Woah woah anger anger. Don't get angry Allah's watching you." He says leaning back with a wink.

I stare at his cheek. He doesn't get into physical fights...well he does the hitting but no one dares to hit him back and if they try..his friends come and stop the guy. He's so pathetic.

"Whats that?" I ask pointing at his cheek.

"What's what?" He asks.

"That mark is it a bruise? Did you get punched?"

Suddenly his smile fades.

"Why the f*ck do you care b*tch."

"I don't!" I say squinting my eyes.

"Look at your face. You look mad dumb. "

"Then don't look at me." I snap.

"Gosh so much attitude. Relax loser."

"I'm-"
The bell rings and the teacher walks in I turn around not even bothering to give him a double glance.

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"I am really just sick of this. I've had enough." I say gritting my teeth.

"What're you gonna do?snitch?" Shreya asks and the rest chuckle.

"I don't want to..but I feel like its the only option left." I said.

Suddenly they all stop walking.

I turn.

"What? Look I've tried switching schools, I've tried reasoning with him and tried ignoring him but I just can't and he's not teasing annoying he's actually a jerk! God I just .. I can't explain the hate I have for him." I say gritting my teeth. Just thinking about him makes me angry.

"Okay chill. There only a couple days of school left. You'll make it. You're just speaking out of anger relax okay?"

I nod. I am not speaking out of anger. I actually hate this boy with all my heart and all my soul. If he ever got hit by a bus it would be me behind the wheel.

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"Okay guys I've decided to let an easy project go for your last couple days." Mr.Danzel says and we all cheer. Thank goodness. That means one class stress-less. I can use that time for my speech.