Islam Is My Diamond

Chapter 16- I Don't Like Seafood

One fact about me, I don't like fish! I hate all types of food that comes from the ocean, especially FISH!!! Oh and octopuses, lobsters, crabs, oysters, and did I mention I don't like fish? So imagine my reaction when I saw what was for dinner. All the types of seafood I mentioned were there. It was on my plate looking up at me and smirking at me.

I was about to puke.

After the scene Ella put on 10 minutes ago (which by the way was the funniest thing ever when she explained why her feelings were hurt), we were now sitting on the dining table eating, well except for me, and surprisingly Ella wasn't eating too. She was just sitting there looking at her food and she looked like she was going to throw up, and she eventually did and I was this close to doing it too.

I don't blame the girl.

Anyways, wait till you find out why she was crying when she entered the house. It turns out that the person Aunt Nancy was talking to on the phone when I entered the kitchen was Ella. She was basically yelling at her because Ella wasn't in the mood to eat seafood and she wanted to eat pizza in the store next to the house. Her mother told her that was disrespectful to eat something different than the rest of the family, so Ella got mad and I am guessing she had her feelings hurt.
Oh! She also mentioned something about a chihuahua wearing a dress.....

I was trying so hard not to laugh, but Noah, on the other hand, let his laughter out which made Ella sob even more. He then took her in for a hug and whispered something in her ear to comfort her. Aunt Nancy just stood there looking confused. I heard her say in a low voice for only me to hear, "I swear, I don't think my children are normal. Unless, this is how adults act nowadays." She then went back to the kitchen to set the table, and after a minute or so I think she went upstairs to call her husband for dinner. I just stood there feeling puzzled and perplexed from the whole thing.

"Why aren't you eating?" I looked up at Noah and saw that he was looking at me with a questioning look on his face.

"What are you talking? I just ate," I replied quickly, trying to avoid his piercing gaze.

He raised an eyebrow.

"The salad tastes really good by the way," I said trying to change the subject. I even took a bite from my salad to prove my point.

"You know what I am talking about. Either way my mom won't let you leave until you finish your plate. Just wait when she comes back; you will see a completely different person."

Why was he saying it so casually?

Right now, Aunt Nancy went to the bathroom to see what is wrong with Ella, and their father was already done eating and went back upstairs (probably in his office doing paperwork). The only people sitting at the dining table is me and Noah. We technically weren't alone because I could here Aunt Nancy talking to Ella in the bathroom and the door was open.

"Since you are enjoying it so much why won't you finish this plate for me," I even picked up my plate and stretched my arms out so he can take it from me, but nooo he was like, "It's okay, I am full anyways."

What the heck! Since when are boys ever full.

When I looked at him he was giving me the biggest smirk ever. That is when I knew that he is playing around with me. This is what I did next, I took my spoon and shoved everything that is on my plate in his, and I got up quickly from my chair and took my plate with me so I can wash it also so he won't try putting anything in it.