hello my lovely readers! The rest of the chapters will be posted as soon as possible, sorry for the delay! bloggers tend to be busy a lot :p. And major cliffhanger this chapter, can't wait until I publish the rest of the story!
ENJOY!
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I stared at the picture for a while, not sure what I was supposed to say.
We had only dated for a month, before I saw what kind of girl she was. I've never been the type of guy to like girls who act like that. I think it's disgusting. I never told Sara that we were dating, even though it was the only thing I've ever hid from her in my entire life.
''What do you want?'' I said, tearing my eyes away from the screen.
''Simple. Break up with Sara.'' She smirked, twirling her overly-dyed hair around her finger.
''And why would I do that? She already knows we dated, I even showed her the picture.'' I lied, giving her a cold stare.
''okay.'' She said, walking away.
Okay? What the hell does that mean?
''girls.'' Thought to myself with a sigh, then turned and walked down the hall, heading to the roof.
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*Sara's point of view.
''Look.'' She said, shoving the phone into my hands.
I was just about to open bbm on her phone when suddenly the phone was grabbed out of my hands.
I looked up, seeing the arabic teacher giving me a stern look.
''You will get this at the end of the day.'' He said in a thick Egyptian accent.
Hessa gave me an apologetic look.
''I'll show you at the end of class.'' She whispered.
Those two hours of class were pure torture, the wasted time giving my mind a perfect opportunity to over think and panic.
Finally, the ear piercing scream of the bell rang, and we all hurried out the classroom. I said bye to Fay, who hadn't noticed anything that happened. Me and Hessa rushed out the door, hastily grabbing her phone off of the desk. She opened bbm, then giving me the phone.
I squinted at the picture, thinking my eyes were tricking me.
But they weren't.
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ENJOY!
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I stared at the picture for a while, not sure what I was supposed to say.
We had only dated for a month, before I saw what kind of girl she was. I've never been the type of guy to like girls who act like that. I think it's disgusting. I never told Sara that we were dating, even though it was the only thing I've ever hid from her in my entire life.
''What do you want?'' I said, tearing my eyes away from the screen.
''Simple. Break up with Sara.'' She smirked, twirling her overly-dyed hair around her finger.
''And why would I do that? She already knows we dated, I even showed her the picture.'' I lied, giving her a cold stare.
''okay.'' She said, walking away.
Okay? What the hell does that mean?
''girls.'' Thought to myself with a sigh, then turned and walked down the hall, heading to the roof.
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*Sara's point of view.
''Look.'' She said, shoving the phone into my hands.
I was just about to open bbm on her phone when suddenly the phone was grabbed out of my hands.
I looked up, seeing the arabic teacher giving me a stern look.
''You will get this at the end of the day.'' He said in a thick Egyptian accent.
Hessa gave me an apologetic look.
''I'll show you at the end of class.'' She whispered.
Those two hours of class were pure torture, the wasted time giving my mind a perfect opportunity to over think and panic.
Finally, the ear piercing scream of the bell rang, and we all hurried out the classroom. I said bye to Fay, who hadn't noticed anything that happened. Me and Hessa rushed out the door, hastily grabbing her phone off of the desk. She opened bbm, then giving me the phone.
I squinted at the picture, thinking my eyes were tricking me.
But they weren't.
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