BFFs: troubles within A Year

3. Fight

Fatima's POV

Halli is seriously crying and i am surprised. Halima hardly cries. Halima is a very strong girl, she never shows her emotions to anyone except for me and her parents.

For a 14 year old she is very strong emotionally. But the fact that she is crying just makes me angrier than i a. but i am also very good at masking my emotions because i attended emotional intelligence class at our former school, Glisten International Academy, from my grade five to jss3.

I also have to go for emotional therapy once a while because i have a wierd kind of ulcer. It is triggered by anger, sadness, depression, anxiety, hatred and sometimes hunger or even full stomach so i don't actually call it ulcer it's more like a heart problem and the doctors told me that if i don't learn to control my emotions it'll affect my health a lot.

I take a few breaths, counting from one to ten and ten to one. It takes me few minutes to reign in my anger. I console Halli until she is calm and not crying.

I have a plan in mind that will make Sophie feel what she made Halli feel. I tell Halli the plan but she downright refuses. This annoys me so I make up an excuse and leaves.

Halima's POV

We go back to class separately as Teemo has to go meet Afnan's teacher. To my utmost surprise, Teemo starts taking all her things that are with me and starts sanitizing them.

That hurts me but I decide to stay strong since I just finished crying and I am well aware that if I cry again I might trigger my new found asthma. I developed it during my holiday in Dubai that's why I have been learning to control my emotions on my own.

After doing what I don't know might be the reason for, she takes them back to her locker and then wears gloves - only God knows where she got them from. She removes my own things from her locker and then pours them unto mine. I am still surprised but don't say a thing although I'm sure my face says it all.

Normally, Aana sits beside Teemo but I see that Sophie is now seated beside her, this trigger my anger but I hold it in. Fatima yells my full name, as in Halima. She never calls me that so I turn around and ask what is going on, finally fed up with her dramatic self.

"Teemo what's going on? Why are you doing whatever you are doing?" I wave my hand between her table, mine and Sophie - who's giving me stink eye.

"Firstly, don't you ever call me Teemo or Teemah again. That name is reserved for my best friend, which you aren't, at least you no longer are." What in the world of flying carrots?!

"And secondly take your filthy things and stay away from me. I hope that gets into you thick skull." She turns to Sophie.

"Sophie, lets leave this place, I can't seem to get fresh air with someone around." Sophie smirks and they leave the class hand in hand. The sight is suddenly blurry and this is when I realize that my eyes are glassy.

No, I won't cry.

If it's because of the fact that I refused to agree with her plan that she's doing this then I will let her be childish. But I won't cause problems for Sophie for me just because of some crush that would've probably gone with time.

I close my eyes and take deep breaths until I'm sure I won't have an attack and I won't cry.

I pick my things and arrange them in my locker the same time the bell for the first period rings. I round up the table and sit down. The maths teacher comes in minutes later and starts teaching. By the time it's break, I am already famished, not because of the teaching. Infact I couldn't pay attention to any of the things the teachers said, the only thing I could hear was my best friend's words playing over and over again in my head.