Chapter Twelve - Confessions
Sabrina's head swirled with crazy thoughts. She shook them out, took a breath and steadied her nerves. Grabbing her coat and her purse, she sprinted out her bedroom, while she hastily wrapped her hijab around her head. She found her mom sitting in the living room, watching an Indian drama on T.V. She looked up abruptly when Sabrina came barging in.
"Sabrina?" Her mother asked, getting up. "What's wrong? You look like you just saw a Jinn!"
"I..uh...need to go to Leila's house right now." Sabrina stammered, kicking herself for lying - and so badly too.
She just wasn't used to it and she could tell by her mom's face that she didn't believe a word that was coming out her mouth. Sabrina went on, trying not to look away from her mom's face.
"We just remembered that we have this huge test and yeah, we need to study for it." She explained, not very well.
"Right now? Its almost Magrhib." Her mom said, her eyes narrowing. "It's too late for you to be out."
"But mom...the test." Sabrina whined. "Please."
Her mom stared at her while Sabrina tried to hold her gaze. She was on the verge of spilling out the truth when her mom reluctantly agreed. Sabrina thanked Allah for her moms obsession with good marks and hurried out the house. Still, she felt bad for lying, something she did next to never.
"I trust you Sabrina!" Her mom called, making guilt surge through her heart. "That's the only reason I'm letting you go."
This better be worth it, she thought, lying is something I so do not want to get used to. She got in the car and was off, weaving through traffic and praying Leila was alright.
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"Oh my Allah." Sabrina gasped as she pulled up near Leila's house.
Near because the road in front of Leila's house was packed with cars, teenagers streaming out of them and fooling around on her yard. A full on party was blasting inside, music screaming at full volume causing the neighbors to peek out of their homes with angry faces. Sabrina's mouth was hanging open when Leila came running towards her.
"You're here - oh thank -"
"What in the world is going on!" Sabrina yelled over the music.
"I swear...I only invited ten people - girls - but someone didn't get the memo and ugh...there was beer and crack and now there's people in my-" Leila explained, hysterically.
"Emaan?" Sabrina asked, iterrupting.
"Her parents wouldn't let her come over." Leila answered, looking around as if she expected her mom to pop out and ship her off to India.
"Speaking about parents - where are yours?" Sabrina asked.
"They left for some meeting...oh Lord...when they come back..." Leila gasped, on the brink of tears. "What do I do?"
Sabrina thought for a moment, watching the hormone infested teenagers gulp down alcohol and dance with complete strangers. She shook her head at the immorality of it all and then an idea popped into her head. She mulled it over quickly, deciding weather or not it would work efficiently enough and then decided to go for it because it was the only option available.
"Okay...I got an idea." She announced while Leila wriggled impatiently. "But it might not work and if it does you'll probably be hated...uh - forever."
"JUST TELL ME!" Leila cried, "right now I could care less about being hated...my parents are probably on their way home right now!"
Sabrina explained her plan and watched as Leila's face grew even paler. She agreed when she finished, though, accepting the consequences.
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Fiksi Remaja"Why didn't you tell me he went here?" Sabrina managed to croak out. Her throat was dry and there was a loud drumming sound in her ears which she realized was her heart. "Oh..uh...well..." Leila stuttered and then trailed off. She smiled sheepishly...
