Hassan's POV
Just because I was unfamiliar with the high school doesn't mean I didn't see any familiar faces. Right as I walked in the first person was none another than Sultan Ali himself.
As I headed to my locker I was surprised to see that he had the one right under me. I decided that this was a great time to introduce myself.
"Salam, I don't know if you remember me but I'm..."
"Hassan Sheikh," he replied confidently.
"You remember me?!?" I asked shocked.
"Of course how can I forget you?"
I was about to reply but their was a loud text tone interrupting me. Sultan pulled out his iPhone and checked his messages. He started to delete his messages to save storage, but he came across a very interesting convo between Aisha and... HIMSELF?
"Omg I'm gonna kill Sara!" he mumbled quietly top himself. As if right on cue Sara entered through the door.
Sara's POV
Right as I entered through the door, an angry Sultan came dashing towards me.
"How dare you?" he asked infuriated.
His face was so red like a tomato, it was so funny. I started roaring with laughter.
"You think this is funny, huh? I swear to G..." he was interrupted by the boy I had bumped into this morning.
"Dude, chill out its just a harmless little joke."
"Stay out of this Hassan! Know your limits next time Sara." He then walked away.
"Sorry about my brother. He gets really angry." I said shyly.
"Its cool." he said.
He started to say something else but I was distracted with his good looks. He has olive green eyes, dark brown hair, and the way he dressed was... Mashallah.
SARA SNAP OUT OF IT HE'S A BOY! BOYS HAVE COOTIES.
"Ugh." I unconsciously said aloud.
