Perfectly Imperfect

11. Aminahs plan

"So let me finally ask you." she said stuffing her mouth with frozen yogurt. I knew she would get a brain Freeze any time from now. " So I've been planning a getaway with friends and I want you to come! Please don't say no Samirah it won't be the same without you! And it's close to home too!" So this is the question that I have been anxiously waiting for? An Invitation to a friendly get away? Part of me was disappointed but I guess it was my fault for having my expectations too high. "Who will be there, where will it be? How long?" I had so many questions to ask. You would think I don't need to, considering the fact that Amirah is my best friend and would just know the things that I'm comfortable with, but with this girl you really never know. She surprises me way to often. " I'm inviting 6 other girls and 4 already confirmed, including Aleeyah and Jameelah. I'm planning for it to be at the hiltons hotel, the one about an hour and a half away from us, you know? So it could feel more like a "getaway".  I looked at her and just shook my head but had a grin on my face. This girl sure does like to have fun, but sometimes I feel like she has no limit and that's what scares me. "But don't worry it'll happen one month from now exactly. I want everyone to have plenty time saving up their mulla for the 4 days we are gonna spend there". She added. It seemed like fun but knowing Amirah she probably would have a lot more planned than I bargained for, so I made sure to ask her a couple more questions. "So boys, will any of them be there?" I had a serious face to let her know I wasn't joking around. She knew very well how I felt about free mixing, especially when it's with Muslim youth specifically doing that. Nothing good ever comes out and It always leaves me feeling  uncomfortable. "And you can trust me there definitely will be no boys allowed, yes including Harim. Even he won't come cause I know you don't like my man" she joked (but not really) , playfully slapping my wrist. If she really does mean it about not inviting any guys, what can possibly go wrong?
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  Friday came and I was looking forward to attending brother Sameers Quran class because of you know who. I began looking forward to seeing Karim, and after every class, i'd see his more and more of his progression with the Quran which he was now reading in full sentences. I began seeing him at Jummah more often, and it seemed that he was one to always pray In the masjid. He gave me hope that there where still guys out there that are in their youth and yet still have time to focus on the deen completely, allowing Islam to revolve around their daily lives. A quality very rare to see nowadays. I began to feel attracted towards this guy who probably never even notices me, let alone looks my way..... Which actually is a good thing cause hey, he lowers his gaze MashaAllah.

Class was shortened today due to an emergency leave of the Imam. Many of the students made their way home but unfortunately for me, I had no car so waiting for my dad to take me home after isha is all I had left to do. I placed my Quran in my bag and made my way out of the classroom with Karim only in front of me. He looked so nice in his crisp white thobe with white Nike Air Forces. I loved it whenever guys would wear a thobe with sneakers. As I was getting lost in the thought of Karim, I accidentally missed a step I'm usually very conscious of, and tripped right to the floor, scratching my right hand and dropping my bag. How embarrassing!! My face turned bright red at the thought of Karim witnessing me tripping... Over him? He quickly turned around and immediately kneeled down, picking up my bag for me. I quickly made sure I was up so he wouldn't see me flat on the ground but I think I was too late. "Are you alright sister?" His voice was deep and calming and I became overwhelmed with embarrassment once again. " I used to miss that step all the time too, they should really do something about that" he said handing me my bag. I couldn't even look at him in his face. " Yeah I'm fine...thank you" I uttered still keeping my eyes from meeting his face. Great, so this is what he will think of when he sees me. What a good way to have the attention on me! He gave me Salams, and then made his way to his car. It was a nice black Lexus and looked like a Luxury car. I watched as he drove away slickly, not making it too noticeable that I was still checking this brother out even after tripping over him. I then made my way to the masjid to wait for Isha Prayer. I just hope I don't run into him for a while. I'm gonna need some time to recover from the embarrassment I suffered today.