Forbidden

Chapter 1

"ALAA!" I screamed out loud grabbing my best friends attention.
"Morning!" She yells back and gives me a hug, as our emotionless friend Najat stares in disgust.
"You guys are so pathetic" she says in a matter of factly type of voice.
I stare at her, trying to understand why I'm even friends with this Debbie downer.  As we wait in the entrance of the school for class to start, Alaa looks at me and starts laughing.
"What!?" I ask giggling, this girl was gonna be the death of me.

"Nothing" she laughs as she replied.

"Something is up!" I yell.  Realizing that it is time to go to our lockers, I grab my things and noticed Mrs. Carbonell was gone, silently I began to thank god for this blessing of having a substitute because that meant minimal work.

I then turned around realizing Alaa has been calling my name.

"What?" I say intently waiting for something stupid to come out of her mouth.
" Mrs. Sahara is absent!!!" She squeals with such joy.

"Wallah?- Mrs carbonell is absent too!" I whisper and yell at the same time.

"GUYS GET TO CLASS!!" the science teacher exclaimed.

Alaa and I were walking through the rain silently enjoying the mist of humid air yet it was a bit chilly. It was bearable. My friend najat opened the door to the art class and my body was hit with such warm air, I then realized I missed the cool mist that was yet humid breezing through my hair. 

About an hour later, art class was over and I was overwhelmed with relief. I'm not implying I hate art class, as a matter of fact I love art. It's just I don't necessarily enjoy the teacher of art class. She was a stickler and expected such perfection that no one in class was able to obtain. Truly, I am confident that I was the most 'capable student' in her class. I take pride in my art, and have gained the talent of completing my work with a stride of elegance, not perfection but confidence that my work is perfect in my eyes. I walked out of class and went to my locker attending civics class. I was mixed about civics class. I liked the teacher, simply because of her real compassion towards her students. Sure she was an ass to me in the beginning of the year, always picking on me, but it was understandable since I tend to zone out and just think during class. The point was that she was a favorite of mine, her name was Mrs. Kolich.

"Alright class, we are going to watch CNN and then I'd like to open some dialogue," Mrs. Kolich explained.
I open my notebook, did my 5 facts and 3 locations, and shortly after a few minutes, Mrs Kolich sat down and began speaking about the recent events that have occurred during her absence. I enjoyed when she spoke about topics other teachers wouldn't dare to go in depth about. We talked about the recent shooting and we had a drill to demonstrate an example of how we shall strive to pertain our safety.

"Alright, guys I want you to know to please speak up and have a great day! Be safe" after she said be safe everyone began standing and grabbing their things, giving me the cue that class was over.

I stand up and see that Alaa is behind me staring at the door. 

"Thinking of Brocoli?" I inquire

"Cici!!" She yelled cutting me off in the midst of my thoughts. Knowing well that was a touchy subject I laughed regardless. 

" Come on you idiot! We have a substitute in 3rd hour" she exclaimed loudly. This girl was always loud despite it was just the morning.
She walks out of class and goes to her locker. However, I did not need to go to my locker since it was only Arabic class and we had a substitute,so there was no work.

I sat down saving a spot for Alaa and Najat, noticing a tall figure in front of me.
As I lifted my head up slowly, I saw the substitute. He smiled, showing his dimples through his clean shaven shadow of stubble. I noticed that his sweater was tight but not  too tight. It was tight enough to show off his well built sculpted body...

"Is this your assigned seat?" He asks with sarcasm.

I look down speechless, god he was handsome. I dismissed my inappropriate thoughts and nodded.

He smiled, a gave a nice genuine smile that made my heart melt... oh boy
I thought....