Fight for only you!

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

O-M-G I’m going to be so late!

I said standing up quickly from my warm bed. My brother was already awake and ready for school. he was arguing over money for lunch with dad. I could hear my mom yell in the background GO TO SCHOOL KIDS! 

I didn't really care for money for lunch since I had to keep my body smart. Well that was I thought but my mom on the other hand had a big problem with me not eating since I had a blood sugar problem. When I didn't get my nutrition’s I would turn out sick and get dizzy. 

"Hey Alisha get some lunch" my mom said and gave me money. I took the money and left for school. 

FUCK! My bike is punctured I totally forget that or I didn't my dad forgot to make it! Uff now I have to GO to school. I looked up in the skies, they were turning grey. I ran as I thought it would rain soon and plus I was getting late for class.

As I ran a boy came from behind

"Hey Alisha wait”! 

I already knew who that could be. I turned around. Yep, Hassan. Oh hey Hassan. I hated Hassan he was always following me everywhere. 

What’s up, why are we running? He said.

Because I’m getting late for class! Bye HASSAN!! 

He stopped up as he saw it was pointless to run after me. 

I finally came to the school. I hated school. I mean I couldn't see the point of going in school in my class everyone was dumb and never listening to what the teacher said. I remember a time where they had locked the teacher out of the class. You’re probably thinking that I’m also like that. I’m more than happy to say I’m not one of those students that don’t care about anything. But when things like this happen I usually tell them to stop. When I do that they look down at me and says "Shut up you little paki". Yhea I’m a Pakistani and my height isn't really high SO WHAT! I appreciate how Allah (swt) made us all and respect it. 

Miss. Alisha you’re late for the class! Mrs. Ann said angry. 

I looked down on my phones clock. There were still 4 minutes to class but of course she has to harass me in front of the whole class. They all laughed while I quietly sat down on my chair. I was sitting with one boy named Daniel. He was also Pakistani. As much as I loved being paki I always felt like being a paki was bad. I hated Pakistan and people there from. The Pakistani aunties were the worst you could ever come around. And it could be more worst if you were with your friends or a boy. There would go rumors around to the whole paki community. 

After an hour the bell rang. We all got up from our chairs and packed our things to go to our next class. I took my bag and books. And walked out the class room. Right when I stepped out from the class Hassan came. 

Hey Hassan, what’s up? I asked.

Nothing much just tired what about you, Alisha? Have Fahad messaged you? 

No not yet. But I chatted with him yesterday I said and smiled. Fahad was my KIK friend (Kik is a messaging app on smartphones where you can talk with friends and strangers) 

what did he say huh? Hassan said curious 

Nothing only that he loves me I said and giggled.

Hassan looked angry at me for being so happy with Fahad and he left. 

I mean it wasn't like I ever was going to meet this "Fahad guy" he lived in Pakistan. Don’t understand why he would be angry about it.