That Shy Girl🔱 |Completed✔

She's pretty

"But why not?" He asked

"Because I just sort of met you, though I know we met months ago, I don't know how to put this, but I think we just met and this is not really an actual date, you get?" I asked, while talking I've been staring down at my fingers, not a response from him. "I know I sounded lame but I don't really have a better way to explain it, you get right?" I asked again, not another respond, causing me to look at his face, I don't know if I'm just crazy but to my surprise he was staring at a girl, I'm not the type to jump to conclusion so I'm going to let it slide, "Mahmud?"

"Oh yes..yes cweery, what were you saying?" He asked

"Umm it's nothing never mind" I said

"You sure? You was saying something about a date or meeting?" He asked

"Just forget about it, you're still hungry?" I asked and to my second surprise in a row, he was staring at the same girl,looking at her now she's at most of my classes we'd say our His and Hello's, what was her name again? Ummita! she's the skinny type, dressed in Nigerian clothing, perfected with her head gear, fleek make-up, every inch of her just perfect. I don't really know what to say now, he actually chose to stare at her while I'm sitting beside him though I know she's worth staring at but I kind of have something for respect. This time I wouldn't interrupt him, maybe I should also search for a worth staring handsome man and stare him down but that's totally immature, two minutes later, I don't know if an invisible hammer hit his head, he jerked off a bit and I think returned to his memories

"Salima?" He called.

No he didn't just call me by my name, trying to act single to impress her, oh my God!
"Yes?" I answered more like a question

"Do you know her?" He asked

"Who?" I demanded

"Her" he said pointing at her

"Why?" I asked with an attitude

"Nothing I just think she's pretty, don't you wanna be like her?" He asked with a smile

The smile I've grown to love is now very hideous and I just notice he smiles like a hyena ( Astagfirullah) okay I'm usually the lovey dovey kind but I'm smelling bulls#*t and I'm not scared to whoop a grown man like him

"Sorry?" I asked with disappointment, wanting him to change the subject

"I just think she's pretty, she's trimmed perfectly, don't you wanna look like her? I mean just look at her, pretty sure you'd be that pretty if you lose some weight" He said, looking between me and her

"Excuse me? What did you say? Wait... I don't think I heard you right? Could you repeat the statement?" I asked with a high pitch, not caring about the attention from people

"I didn't mean that, I'm only saying if only you could.....

"You don't have to explain yourself" I interrupted "You know what? You should probably just get a knife and carve me into whatever you want" I said aloud

"Salima that isn't....

"You have no idea how much I've craved to be skinny, I've always tried to get there, the healthy and unhealthy way, do you know how much I've starved, exercised or diet? Do you?" I yelled

"Salima...

"Don't Salima me, why are you even judging me? Do you even know me? Ohh just a girl I saw on the internet, so you think you know my life simply because I wrote my hobbies on my timeline?" I asked and not waiting for him to respond or answer
"You know what? It was nice meeting you, my regards to your cousins, it's over"

Mahmud gasped, with a flash of shock in his eyes and his mouth opened

I then walked away

Okayy... I know, I know that was short but hey I haven't been the same since the exam and I should be getting my results today, wish me luck. Hauwer loves you