This Will Change Everything

3: Religion Isn't an Ethnic group

You know that feeling you get when you know your about to shit your pants but there's no way out of the situation that you're in and can only pray to God that you won't let the beast out? Well that's the situation I find myself in now.

But fear not my friends! I am always prepared when it comes to situations like this. Don't ask how or why...I honestly don't know myself, but I suppose it's a great skill to learn to hold in your shits if you ever find yourselves in the same situation I find myself in today.

So take out a pencil and a sheet of paper because you might want to take some notes:

1: You should probably divert yourself mentally from the task at hand and try to not think about your shit at all. So fantasizing about Mathew Daddario will be more than enough.

2: Squeeze in your butt cheeks as hard as you can but try to look cool while doing it. So don't try to place your hand on your ass, that's a BIG no no.

3: And if the above suggestions do not work out for you, stay calm. Your on your own is all that I can say for now.

Now that I have laid out the instructions on how to hold in your shit, all that's left for me is to now execute them. Which is going to be really hard considering the fact that I have about 20 pairs of eyes staring at me with confusion.

"Lani, dear you make that seem like it's a bad thing sweety,"

Mrs.Buford-who never says 'sweety', like ever- said it in a soothing voice that scared the crap out of me.

"Of course not, I just said it that way because I was afraid of your reactions," I say as I wave my hand across the classroom.

"So are- did you...are you Muslim then?" She stuttered as if she was the one under pressure,

"Because there's nothing wrong with that if you are, is all I'm saying"

" Umm...no I guess, I'm just trying to break down barriers and try to make you guys understand that the negative things you see on the media about Muslims don't represent the religion as a whole"

"-ugh forget it, 3 minutes are up anyway" I sighed

It was a struggle trying to walk down the aisle seeing that I was still trying to hold in my shit and that their eyes were still pinned on me, damn someone say something please!

"Wait I got a question for you Lani, if Islam is all about peace and stuff tell me why they always go bombing shit up all the time, like that one group...what was it... yeah ISIS?" he blurted out

That question had me like... shiz I wasn't prepared for that, damn you Corey.

Enter: Corey Donovan. I am going be blunt about him. Corey is a straight up dick, one of the 'Jocks' at Step High and I'm not hating on him just because of the question he asked, nope. This guy's life goal is to humiliate anyone he finds amusing to humiliate, a bully. Sound familiar? Yup you guessed it, he's dating Janet and as you can clearly see she's rubbing off on him.

Woah woah woah, wasn't she like dating that one Panda Express dude?

Yes, yes she is apparently. And it doesn't seem to bother Corey one bit

"Umm...that was a racist statement Corey and you know it," Nadia interrupted.

No offence but 'racist' wasn't a correct term to use for that, come on Nadia you of all people should know that.

"Islam isn't an ethnic group you can't be racist towards it, I believe the term is religious bigotry, right Mrs. Buford?"

Hubba Hubba.

Standing there next to the door as if he was there the entire time stood a freakin jaw dropping stunning young man holding out a class schedule for Mrs.Buford to scan over.

"Ohhhhhhh" the class chanted but bruh I wasn't even paying attention, all I could do was just stare at him.

"Oh silly me, class I forgot to tell you but we have a new transfer student. Class meet Sebastian Grey" Mrs.Buford announced.

"It's nice to meet you guys-" Before he could even finish his sentence, I did the unthinkable and all eyes were staring at me in disgust.

You guys, I take it back. Don't ever fantasize about anything when your trying to hold your shit in because it sure as hell didn't work out for me.

There I am, standing on wobbling legs with my hand on my ass. A violation to rule #2. I let out the strongest, loudest fart humankind has ever recorded. What the hell happened to my farts being 'Silent and Deadly'?

I heard chuckles and snickers all around me, God I felt like curling up in a hole. Then my eyes meet Sebastian's. He was trying real hard to hold in his laugh and was looking cute while doing it. I silently cursed at my wretched dirty mind.

My eyes frantically searched the room for Kai, he'd know what to do in an awkward situation like this. I couldn't stand here any longer with my hand on my ass. I had to get out of this mess I put myself in.

The minute my eyes landed on him, the only words my brain could stir up was traitor.

There he was, my so called 'friend', standing there practically crying from laughing too hard with a cellphone in his hands. I can only assume that he had the whole scene on tape.

Nah, this is Kai we're talking about. The thought would've never crossed his mind-

- is what I thought but I guess even bunnies can be bitches at times. I will never forget this Kai.

I felt tears burning in my eyes but I swallowed them down. This wasn't the time and place to cry, especially not in front of a super hot transfer student, I don't wanna be the first girl who does that.

This was ridiculous, I mean everyone farts, it's part of living. If we couldn't do it in public with out shame, then what's the point of farting at all? So I did the first thing that came in mind.

I bended my legs to a 90° angle, bit my bottom lip, squeezed my eyes shut and I let it rip.

Yup I forcefully farted infront of the class, infront of the teacher, infront Janet who'll probably never stop talking about this, infront of Kai who'll burn this very moment in his brain for ever, and worst of all, infront the very good looking transfer student, Sebastian Grey.

Talk about first impressions.