I flipped through my previous pages of notes as Merjem went down stairs to get coffee. As i was reading i heard footsteps approach the doorway .
"A LLHAMDULILAH your here. I feel half asleep half awake. Maybe reading all night wasnt such a good idea." I talked still looking at the book
"Ummm.. I came to borrow the extra house keys." Feras spoke
Everything around me disappeared for a moment. I took the side of my scarf and put it over my face . With enough courage to kill a lion I looked up at him.
He hasn't changed one bit . He still had his brown curls , his deep green eyes and that face that always looked like he was thinking about something.
I looked down when Merjem walked in. After finding out what he needed she handed him the keys and he walked out .As Merjem sat I looked one more time at the doorway and found he was still standing there hidden in the shadows but still looking my way. When our eyes met he held the gaze for a brief moment the walked away.
When I pulled down the scarf from my face the sudden blush made things way too obvious.
"His back and so is tomatoe Zahra." She declared laughing
I knew better than to argue so I just said "I hope his holiday ends faster than it started. "
To that we both laughed as we went back to flipping notes.
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"At this rate its acceptable to call 911." Hassan said already pink from all the reading. "Bruh I can perform a surgery with the amount of Biology I've read tonight ."
No one could hold their laughter after that . Laughing so loud to the point the librarian came to warn them of breaking the noise rule .
"We can switch to Chemistry after this " He began trying to cheer Hassan up
Zakk knew exactly which string to pull "We can grab Pizza after this."
This had instant effect. His face switched to an ear to ear smile .
"Its amazing what Pizza can do." Abas wondered out loud
"You have no idea .. bruh it cured all my diseases when i was a kid." He added.
They fought too hard to keep from erupting with laughter . Hassan enjoyed working with pink eared and nosed pals for the next hours .
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"Keep the good work up seniors ! " Mr. Ibrahim exclaimed as we went through all the projects we worked on.
Merjem and Zahra smiled at each other through their Niqabs as they held hands under the table . One could only envy their connection.
The boys on the other hand shared all kinds of handshakes and chest hits while laughing at Hassan complain and claim they needed more than a compliment.
After finishing going through all the assignments Mr. Ibrahim was so thrown back by the hard work they put in he gave them the day off
They all ran out too happy to stay a minute back .
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We went to a mall and as we walked in i was holding two of my fingers together and Merjem took a picture of me as i stared at her.
Come to think of it the picture did look nice. We kept it in what we called our wall of fame , which was our personal gallery.
We spent the whole day walking up and down the mall . Till noon when we sat to have our lunch , I excused myself to go to the ladies as Merjem went to make an order for our lunch.
I was looking at my phone when I bumped into a group of strangers hitting one guy in particular. We fell directly on the ground but he put his hands on my sides to hold himself from landing on top of me. I was to nervous and scared to open my eyes.
"Are you ok? " His voice sounded too familiar.
I opened my eyes slowly and what came into view made my heart skip a beat. It was Feras! Looking down at me with all his glory. One of the people in the crowd with him helped him up and i stood after him quickly to prevent strangers from looking at me in that condition .
His back faced me as he spoke to one of the guys next to him . I took that as the golden opportunity and turned to my heels ...
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"Asalamu Aleikum class , we have our major exam around the corner . So I'll ask you to take all your time in personal revision as we set you free till your papers." Mr Ibrahim spoke
We had a few weeks to break or make our grades ..
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Becoming A Niqabi
Teen FictionIn her senior year of high school , zahra is torn between wearing the Niqab and being the ideal muslimah she always wanted to be or leaving it and being the student she always has. Her life takes a turn when the new boy in class affects her decision...