The Way She Was

chapter 3

Sixth grade came by, Layla never did bother us after that incident,she had a scar on her nose, unfortuanely it didn't break her nose,it should've though.

Everyone was busy checking the signs, everygirl was measuring her breasts,eating foods that supposesedly make you period arrive quicker, i was one of the first girls that got her period which resulted into boob growth which made me the most hated girl in class, on the other hand Romie was a slow grower, she was still short,flat and face free of acne while mine look like a bowl of lentiles.

It was weird seing girls crushing over guys publicly and guys getting over their fear of cooties,but i didn't mind a little bit of change, Romie was still gorgeous, no acne, no weight gain, i was jealous because while she looked like a goddess i looked like a whale with lentils glued to its face but i got over it.

Months went by, a new student came to our class, he transfered from another class, Layla's to be exact. He had blond hair, hazel eyes and was tanned, typical beach boy yet still made all the girl fall to their knees and rip each other's hair with no hesitation.

I didn't like him nor did Romie but he liked her, i mean who wouldn't, i was jealous of her, i envied her and yet she paid him no mind, i didn't like him but i wanted him to like me.

We started hanging out, me,Romie and the boys including beach boy, the girls hated us, spread rumours about us, made fun of us, but we didn't mind, we had each other, or at least i didn't mind.

The end of the year was aroud the corner, which meant finals, our finals were you pass four tests in four different subjects : French, Arabic,Maths and Islamic Education.

We studied in a private school,so we had to pass the test in a public one, and let me tell you putting public school students and private school students in one building is not going to be pretty.Alas, each and once of had a number, it tells which table is assigned for you, also each student is placed in  different class rooms while four teachers guard us and make sure we don't cheat,these finals also come in ninth grade,junior year and senior year.

Romie was a mess, she was  nervous and anxious, me on the other hand i was chill, it was only three days and i had three subjects that i was good at ,that's why Romie was worried she wasn't good in literature related subjects, but i tutored her everyday until she got better at expressing herself by writing.

Finals were easy, everything went well,Romie was happy and that was all that mattered to me, when results got out,Romie was first , she got the first grade in the whole school, i was happy for, i truly was, seing her face light up, hearing her uncontrolable giggles and her non-stopping rambling wasn't an everyday sight, i was making the best out of it, drinking it up and memorising this moment, it was the happiest ive ever seen her, and i would do anything to keep it that way.