Hey everyone, don't have my computer right now, so i'm typing this on my phone! i fixed the app, so hopefully it will publish now :)
enjoy!
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I nervously bit down on my lip, unsure how to answer.
"Sara, you can tell me. I'm here to listen, not judge." Sultan said quietly, tightening his grip on the steering wheel.
"I don't know why. It started as me and Rama just being friends, then ditching class, then smoking, then going out with guys, and somehow we ended up here. It's like she dragged me into this black hole, and I let her." I said.
"You're not the first person she did this to."
"So I've heard." I sighed.
"I can drop you off at your house, what's your address?" He said, changing the subject.
"I'm supposed to be at Rama's house right now, and she's not getting back for another two hours."
"I know the perfect place." He said.
20 minutes later, we arrived at the seaside. We got out, walking towards the water and sitting on the sand.
We talked, until I recieved a call from Rama, telling me to meet her at her house.
I reluctantly got up, brushing the sand off of me.
"Thank you so much Sultan, you're a life saver." I smiled as the car pulled up to Rama's house.
"Anytime. Whenever Rama drags you along to go hang out with Mohammed, we'll do this again, okay?" He said, flashing a grin to me.
And that's exactly what we did.
*Present Day
I snapped back to reality, the memory quickly fading.
"Wonderful." I said truthfully, a small grin growing on my face.
"I'm glad to hear that." He smiled.
We talked about the randomest things until we heard the door swing open, seeing Hussain walk in, his expression looking worried and upset. He ran to us, pulling out his phone.
"Sara, have you seen this?" tossing his phone at me.
I picked it up, my eyes widening in suprise as I saw the picture.
Somone had written something on my locker in what looked like red lipstick.
And the words weren't so nice.
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enjoy!
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I nervously bit down on my lip, unsure how to answer.
"Sara, you can tell me. I'm here to listen, not judge." Sultan said quietly, tightening his grip on the steering wheel.
"I don't know why. It started as me and Rama just being friends, then ditching class, then smoking, then going out with guys, and somehow we ended up here. It's like she dragged me into this black hole, and I let her." I said.
"You're not the first person she did this to."
"So I've heard." I sighed.
"I can drop you off at your house, what's your address?" He said, changing the subject.
"I'm supposed to be at Rama's house right now, and she's not getting back for another two hours."
"I know the perfect place." He said.
20 minutes later, we arrived at the seaside. We got out, walking towards the water and sitting on the sand.
We talked, until I recieved a call from Rama, telling me to meet her at her house.
I reluctantly got up, brushing the sand off of me.
"Thank you so much Sultan, you're a life saver." I smiled as the car pulled up to Rama's house.
"Anytime. Whenever Rama drags you along to go hang out with Mohammed, we'll do this again, okay?" He said, flashing a grin to me.
And that's exactly what we did.
*Present Day
I snapped back to reality, the memory quickly fading.
"Wonderful." I said truthfully, a small grin growing on my face.
"I'm glad to hear that." He smiled.
We talked about the randomest things until we heard the door swing open, seeing Hussain walk in, his expression looking worried and upset. He ran to us, pulling out his phone.
"Sara, have you seen this?" tossing his phone at me.
I picked it up, my eyes widening in suprise as I saw the picture.
Somone had written something on my locker in what looked like red lipstick.
And the words weren't so nice.
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