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Suraiya's pov
I woke up to my alarms blaring in my room as I harshly hit it with lots of hate incorporated in the hit.
Amir came in and was already dressed up and ready.
"I'm leaving loser. School starts in like 15 minutes. And mama as well as baba can't give you a ride cause they left for work. So you're gonna have to longboard." He said snickering, while running downstairs to then say "oh also make sure you lock up."
I rolled my eyes and yelled back "alright khara.(shit or poo)"
I quickly showered and decided, fuck it, I'm already late and I don't want to smell. I got changed and wore a white t shirt and black jeans and wore a camo jacket on top and paired it with some black and white nike sneakers and a silver watch as well as a brown hijab.
I went to the garage and grabbed my longboard I got last year, it had a bit of tropical designs with black on the front side but on the back it was filled with pretty tropical designs like exotic flowers and flamingos, parrots and some other exotic birds.
I long boarded there and I actually got to school in time it's hard to believe. To be honest I can't believe it myself. With a couple minutes till the bell officially rings I saw Amir down the hall and I yelled "Amir, beat that idiot. I'm here and I still look amazing and I looked badass coming here." I said laughing, as his eyes widened, probably shocked I made it in time.
I then got a message from none other than Jacob. I had forgotten I gave him my number, for that video. He had texted "sweets come to my locker, we have our first class together and you're holding my books." I closed my eyes harshly and kept them shut for a couple of seconds before opening them once again and aggressively texting back "of course, I have to carry your books cause Jacob the football player can't hold his cause he's too weak." I snickered before sending it.
"I'm not weak." He replied after a few seconds. And I texted back "of course not, now where the hell is your locker"
He then called me! This idiot, why'd I give him my number?!
I answered the stupid call and raised my eyebrows at him even though he couldn't see me.
"Why the hell did you call me Williams?" I said gritting my teeth.
"Um because I'm very offended that you don't know where my locker is, everyone knows where it is. How come you don't." He said whining.
"Don't flatter yourself, not everyone knows where you're locker is. If most people at this school actually know where it is I'm gonna bet they're pretty crazy. Because who would like a narcissist?" I said stating facts. There was silence for a few seconds before he said "nah you're crazy Karim because you aren't in love with me."
"Right." I said sarcastically before asking him again where his locker is again.
"Look behind you sweets." He said back as I listened to him and turned around to see none other than Jacob a few feet away from me.
He ended the call."Prince charming is here to escort you to his kingdom princess sweets." He said out loud in front of a bunch of students. As some girls were giving me confused looks,and some glares and some squealing. I heard a few girls that were glaring at me say "who the fuck is she to be flirting with jakey." I cringed at the name they called him and I just glared back at them before saying "I'm not flirting with jakey."
How can they say that I'm flirting with him when I haven't even done that, he's the one coming here saying I'm a fucking princess and he's a prince, like no! I'm a fucking queen. Just kidding. And also why do girls hate on the girl and not the guy? Like why do girls hate on each other so much?
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