I rushed downstairs while adjust my white headscarf. I quickly sit and drink a cup of tea and take a toast, with mom frowning at me."Maya, eat slowly," mom said in an upset tone.
"Im sorry mom, Im very late for school now, I won't do it again, but now... im just so....late!" I said hurriedly while trying to put on my sneakers.
"Okay, behave Maya while you are at school." mom told me as I reached her hands.
"Mom! Im not a kid anymore!"
"Okay, okay go now," she said while chuckling.
I rolled my eyes and smile and set off to school.
As I reached there, I am already panting, and there are only 2 minutes before the bell rings.
I walked to my English class, feeling glad that I make it.
And I heard his voice.
"Yo happy meal," said Adam while smirking.
If that's even possible.
I rolled my eyes as i pulled a chair beside him to sit.
"This all your fault. I wake up this morning to hear my sister shouting to get up, only to be late by half an hour." I said, frowning.
You know, I really like when it's morning so I hate it when I have to rush everything and couldn't enjoy it.
"Hey, im sorry, but it's your fault to stay up all night watching Maze Runner! I've warned you before. And now here you are blaming ME for your late."
I stuck out my tounge at him just as Mrs Granger walks in. And the day went as usual like the other days before.
Sorry for not being clear. My name is Maya Ahmad, a tomboyish girl and i am currently on my senior year. My skin is fair, I got dimples stuck on my cheeks when I smiled. My eyes are brown, and Im american. My dad is a Malaysian (it is somewhere in Asia) and a muslim. He is married to my mom who is an american who falls in love with his deen.
Yeah, well I could not deny that, he is religious. I live here in Birmingham since the day Im born. And this is where I met Adam. He is my best friend, since my childhood. He never fails to make my day, and he is ALWAYS with his worst jokes. His smile, and his face- when I look at him, it makes my heart throbs a bit. I know, I know I am a tomboy, but Im still a girl, who have poor heart.
Im a girl, but I dont think he knows.
lolBut guys, know what? Lately, I couldnt really look him straight in the face. It keeps on making my heart errupts loud heartbeats. And my cheek just can't stop but blush.
Iamactuallyfallingforhim akdkfdbodwodndosndisbdidndkjxjd
okay stop, what am I thinking.This is driving me nuts!
Uhm, correction,
HE is driving me nuts!
"What's driving you nuts?" Adam ask, leaning towards me as we stopped walking. We are actually on our way home. Sorry again, I forgot to tell you that he's my neighbour. His house besides mine.
Feeling flustered and all I took a step back as he is too close. "N-nothing!" I snapped back.
"O..kay?" he looks at me with a questioning face.
This is not good, this is not good! I mentaly yelled at myself. What is wrong with me! Whenever I am with him, from my fair skin, it went to reddish tomato. My heart beat is not stable neither, and my heart doesn't do his job very well on making me calm. Im tired.
Adam went on ranting about Zack, who is an annoying freak. He goes on and on about his day. And to my surprise I actually kind of enjoyed hearing him being so talkative.
I look at him, who is still talking nonstop and down to my feet. I smiled on my own.
You know, I don't care if we're going to be like this forever. Just stay in the same position, laughing at our stupid jokes, pulling pranks on each other.
As long as we're together, I'm on cloud nine.
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Forever, my hayaat
NouvellesA compilation of short love story. About muslim. enjoy😊