"I dare you,"
He said to me with determination in his eyes.
"I dare you to try and make me believe those words that are coming out of your mouth. If you succeed then I'll change my ways."
"And what happens if I don't?"
He smirked at me, revealing h...
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"I guess he isn't so perfect after all." -Zamzam Amin, IASWAD.
CHAPTER SEVEN: Mr Perfect Is Not So Perfect
Zamzam Amin
"Guess what today is!?" Zahra shrieked, jumping up and down. You know for a girl who's a senior in high school she sure is childish. Don't get me wrong it's not in a bad way at all. In fact I'm pretty childish too. And when we're together we're super childish. I mean have you seen all the pranks we've pulled on Amir over the years? We're like the dynamic duo!
I started jumping along with her. "What's today!?" I asked excitedly. I honestly don't know why we're jumping but I kind of like it. She finally stopped jumping and held me down. "It's the girls masjid event day!" She shrieked once again. These girls events happens twice every year. It's a day all of the sisters at our local masjid get together, eat, play sports, do poetry etc. I used to go to it a lot with my mom.
I suddenly didn't feel so excited anymore. I mean how can I be? The last time I went was with mom, I remember that day so clearly.
"Let's go!" Mom shouted excitedly. We got out of her car and approached the masjid. Today felt like such a nice sunny happy day and you know what else made it more perfect? Spending the day with my mother.
"Are you okay?" Zahra asked me worriedly. I nodded my head slowly with a faint smile. It was fake, I can't even try to smile sincerely. I still feel that pain in my chest, the longing for her. I will always feel that for the rest of my life. There's no way to get over a loss like that.
"We don't have to go. I mean we can get some snacks and pop in a few movies if you want." She gave me a reassuring smile. "I don't want to make you stay. We should go." I said with all the confidence I could muster up. I can do this! Zahra smiled at me before attacking me in a hug. "I'm so proud of you! You know that right? I mean you're so strong Mashallah!" She gushed.
