>>Omer is Samaras brother. It's final I'm doomed I will never be able to go to Samaras house without bumping in to him.<<
I woke up early in the morning it was Thursday and Samaras party was Saturday so we had to discuss the final touch like decoration, food, clothes, music, theme. And we had decided to talk about it at lunch, I hadn't been at the cafeteria since we started college so I had no idea which groups everyone sat in but I trusted Samara and decided with my mind that I'd just sit with her, after all she was one of my great friends.
I put on a long loose red skirt with a white full-sleeved top on and a red hijab I grab my bag and run out of the house to the bus.
These few days I haven't noticed HIM in the bus and I always thank Allah for that I don't even wanna think about what idiotic thing I'd do in front of him...
I arrive at the main door, when someone comes jumping on me, I scream so loud even though I know who it is. Samara that clown. Everyone is starring at us. But we just go to our class. Laughing our butts off.
We sit at our regular places and everyone starts talking to their friends.
When suddenly we hear a loud bang.
Ups. It's our teacher Mason. After we're quiet, he looks up and smiles to us and looks around.
When his eyes reached mine I quickly look away to avoid what has happened the last few days. He then starts talking.
"Aisha..?" Samara whispers and moves a bit closer to me to avoid the teacher to hear us. "He looks at you in a special way, I wish that was me" she then winks and moves away.
*lunch time*
I enter the cafeteria with Samara we go stand in line grab our food and I follow Samara to the table she usually sits at.
Oh no stop walking stop walking.
No keep walking.
Omg voices in my head stop!
We're standing by a table. Which consists of a few boys and a few girls. Samara introduces them to me.
"Hey guys this is Aisha my best friend" as soon as I hear that I smile. I've never heard her say that to me it felt nice. "And Aisha this is Omer my brother" oh-oh I look down without any eye contact and I can feel he's starring at me "H-hi-i" I stammer out.
Idiot I tell ya! I am an idiot I never ever stammer!
He smiles at me "Hey nice to meet you Aisha"
Then samara moves on "this is Imran, Omer's best friend, that's Iqra, that's Alisha, that's Ashton, Maria, Faiza and Andy."
I say hi to them all and sit there with them. We all talk about the party on Saturday and make sure everything is ready.
Ding ding ding
None of us noticed how the time flew by, we had so much fun it's a really nice group even though I'm the only one wearing a hijab they all accept me.
I gather my things all the others are done "You guys carry on I'll be right there" they all start walking away. I suddenly feel someone behind me.
"You look good in red, do wear it to the party"
As soon as the whisper goes through my ear I feel a shiver down my spine.
Oh fudge! I've never felt this way before!
Aisha get away from here right now.
I turn around and see him smiling to me while walking backwards, I quickly grab my bag and go home.
I can't be in the same class right now with him.
*At Aisha's house*
It was late I had just helped mum clean up after dinner so I went to my room and turned on my laptop and logged on Facebook I had a few messages. I clicked my inbox and saw who they were from, there was especially one which caught my eye.
'Omer Ahmed sent you a message'
I considered not opening it I mean I do not talk to boys especially not chat with them.
But then again why'd he just text me like that if there wasn't anything important.
I opened it.
Wonder what the text says? Is he interested in Aisha?
What about the party? What'll happen? ;)Wuhu I got time to update a few hours later I spent almost all day on it lol mwuah luv ya guys!
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