Falling in love with the Muslim girl ✔

Chapter 7: Hey terrorist!

Safia's POV

I woke up at 4 am to pray Fajr. I drank a glass of water and went straight back to bed. I still had more than 2 hours of sleep and I would definitely enjoy every minute of it.

My alarm woke me up at 7 am, I stood up and jumped in the shower. I opened my closet and decided to wear my black trousers with a white blouse that covered most of my body. I took my green headscarf and loosely wrapped it around my head. I also took my black leather jacket that I wore on my blouse. The weather was beautiful today.

"Nice piece of grass on your head little sis" Amin chuckled.

I picked up a pillow from the sofa and threw it at him.

"HEADSHOT", I exclaimed as the pillow smacked his face.

He threw the pillow back softly and I dropped it back on the sofa.

"Guys come on" my mom said.
"Safia at what time will you be home?" my mother then asked.

"At 4 pm, but I think I'm going to work on my project with my partner" I responded.

"Who is you partner?" Amin asked while he was eating. Wallahi, he did that all the time. Talking while he was eating, so gross.

"Brody"

"Well, don't fall for him 'cause he's bad news" Amin said.

"Why the heck would I, the great-smart-beautiful-smart-smart- did I say smart already- Safia fall for someone dumb like him" I defended myself.

"Okay okay calm down, tjeeez it's seems that I'm too late already", he said.

"Ugh you're just as annoying as him, just shut up!"

"That's why you love me" he ran up to me and lifted me up.

"Put me down you vahabcsybekelapqhe" I yelled, trying to loosen myself.

"Amin put her down" my mom instructed.

Amin dropped me on the sofa and ran upstairs.

I swear, he's so childish. My brother is a big guy, so without my mom I had no chance.

I said goodbye to mom and Yassine, took my bag from the chair and my phone from the kitchen table and left the house.

I decided to not go with the bus this time, it was a beautiful day so why not enjoy it. I still had 45 minutes until school started, time enough. I unlocked my phone and began checking al my messages. I went to facebook and scrolled through my newsfeed. At a certain moment, I saw that Brody was tagged in a few pictures. Well, surprise.. Mister sleepy jerk wasn't that sleepy after all. If I see him I will break his... Astaghfirullah, breathe Safia breathe. I also saw that he was tagged in a picture where he was intensely kissing a girl that I didn't know. Whatever I thought, he can kiss any girl he want.. but, don't tell me you're going to sleep just so you can avoid our project and be at a party a few hours later. Ooh, he will regret going to that party, I can assure you that.

I arrived at school and saw that Amina had texted me.

Safia, I'm sick. I'm not coming to school today, will you take notes for me please? Xx

I responded with:

I got you hon, Allahi Chafiek (May Allah heal you). Xx

I dropped a few books in my locker, untill a deep voice interrupted my 'locker moment'.

"Hey Safia can we talk?"

I turned around and saw that it was Brody.

"Oh hey Brody how was the party?", I asked.