It was Friday and I still didn't have a respond for Bryson. Should I wear the Jersey? Or shouldn't I?
Why did Dylan even give him my number? I felt like punching him. Suddenly the memory of the punching Bryson flooded my brain. I started laughing at how shocked his face looked.
That was pretty funny. Now, I'm not totally heartless, I mean I did sneak him in my house and patched him up.
“Why are you laughing?” Aadila asked turning around as the teacher wrote something on the board.
“I was laughing?” I asked Aadila.
She snickered and nodded
“You okay baby girl? You seem little of today” Dylan asked.
“Just Peachy thanks” I grumbled resting my face on my hand.
Chemistry was my last class of the day and it was going by so slow. Mr Collins was explaining something 5 times today.
“What's wrong?” Aadila asked “is this about Bryson?” she asked.
Yes!
“What, why would you even mention him?” I asked.
“He always seems to get you like this” she said grinning and pointing at my posture.
I sat up straight feeling un comfortable. “And plus he's been staring at you all class” Aadila said motioning towards Brysons seat.
I looked over and infact he's been looking at me. “Damn creepy much” I mumbled looking back at Aadila who had an amused expression on.
“Don't even start with me Aadila” I said pointing at her before she start talking.
I heard Dylan laughing behind me. God why is highschool such a Hell?
“Just let it go Aadila” Dylan said snickering.
“Come on Madina, can you just tell me what's going on? I thought I was your friend” Aadila said with her cute Indian accent that made me want to spill my secrets.
“Don't play the friend card, that's not fair” I said crossing my arms
“It's totally fair” I heard Dylan whisper from behind me.
I looked behind me and glared at him. “He's right” Aadila said looking at her nails.
“Fine I'll tell you, but promise you won't freak out” I said pointing at both Dylan and Aadila.
“I make no promises” Dylan said.
“Promise!” Aadila said.
“You guys are un believable” I sighed.
“Spill” Aadila said leaning in towards my desk.
“So remember when I told you how I punched Bryson? and blah, blah, blah. I sneaked him in and I treated his cuts” I said.
“I still can't believe you punched the schools bad boy” Aadila said snickering.
“But, yeah continue” Dylan said.
“Well I kinda left out the fact that he called me, because someone gave him my number” I said glaring at Dylan.
“What kind of idiot would do that?” Aadila asked.
Dylan's face went red and he looked down. “Well I think I'm looking at the idiot” I said staring Dylan down.
He shrunk slowly in his chair trying to hid from the situation.
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The Hijabi's Best Mistake
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