"Get your designers ass down here! Gosh, I have no idea why you're taking so long. It's not like you're going to be judged by Gigi Hadid."

"Better, I'm going to be judged by me." He says confidently as he descended the stairs. Head up, looking confident like an ostrich.

Who dresses as James Bond on Halloween?

"Are you auditioning for Spectre or what cos you look like his retarded figure?"

"I'm not James Bond. I'm Omar Malik. I'm a Star, I dressed as me. And what are you? Fat Albert?"

I roll my eyes at him and twirl. "Isn't it obvious?" I actually dressed as Fat Albert.

He looks at me as if I have PP juice on me, which wouldn't be bad right? Anyways, he gives me that look your mum gives you when you tell her you're dating a loser and I give him the looks that says, 'At least he's smarter than you will ever be.'

"There's no way I'm going out with you looking like a brown hotdog."

"And there's no way I'm going with you looking like a white M.I.B whore with your open chest like a dried turkey white poop was spread on it." I retort as we both glare at each other.

"You have to change!" We say in uniform and after mentally assaulting each other, we agree and walk upstairs. Luckily, I had bought Bleach Shinigami outfits. Don't ask why. Halloween is what I looked forward to since last year's was a total failure. This year, Insha Allah would be great. The company's Halloween party is supposed to be a day to dress up in actual costumes of different characters but according to Laura, it's a day to flirt with men. Basically a day to dress as a whore without being questioned.

I glance at Omar who's busy trying to look cool by swinging his black sword. As for me, I like to play safe by leaving my white one on the bed.

"This is so itchy!" He complains taking the orange wig off. "It's a threat to my body."

"You can rock anything." I say sarcastically.

"You really think I can?" He responds obviously not noticing the sarcasm in my voice.

"The only thing you can rock is Jenny." I joke. His smile turns to a scowl. "You said thing?"

"Exactly." I wink and pick up my sword before leaving the room.

"Kurosaki Ichigo, we would be late if you don't get down here!" I scream his anime character's name whom he hates. It was as tough as making me eat bananas, he wouldn't wear the outfit but, let's just say I used my powers to make him.

Easy, I twisted his ear.

This trick never gets old.

I enter the car and shortly after, he steps in and tells the driver to go. "So I was wondering, are you free this Sunday?"

"Yeah, why?"

"I want to take you somewhere." He mutters, looking away which is unlike him.

"Are you asking me on a date? Too bad I'm going with the captain of the football team." I tease and watch him twitch his lips into a smirk.

"Well, I heard that he's a total loser but you can go with the captain of the soccer team. He's way hotter."

"Really and you know who he's?"

"You're looking at him right now princess."

"Pass!" I roll my eyes at his egotistical move that stupidly lives in him. He shrugs and his face becomes serious. "Seriously, are you free this Saturday?"

"Maybe." I simply reply and return to chatting with Faisal. Let's just say Faisal is my highschool buddy who had a massive crush on Aliya but she didn't love him back. The world isn't fair honey. I don't know if he still loves Aliya but I'm sure she doesn't want anything to do with him for an unknown reason. She never really discussed it with me and I gave up the idea after several disappointments.

Stuck in my own thoughts, my phone vibrates and I look down to read his text.

After deliberating if I should tell him or not, I decide to. After all, this party is only for members of the company, business associates and his family. Also, guests on the list. There's absolutely no way he's getting in.

Sarauniyata

He loves calling her 'My Queen' so much in Hausa because she's half caste. Her mum's Hausa, a popular tribe in Western Africa; technically, Nigeria. While her dad is Arab. So she has this beautiful shining and smooth brown skin. Her hair is a bit curly and she has thick full pink lips. No wonder, Faisal fell for her. Who wouldn't?

Just as I was enjoying my conversation with Faisal, a hand rests on mine and I shift my gaze to Omar. He smiles at me and looks outside. I didn't notice that the car had come to a halt and the driver had opened the door. I carefully snatch my hand away from his and descended the limo and nervously smile at the cameras. He comes to my side and encircles his hand round my waist before handing me my fake sword. "Just smile and go with the flow. Anyway, I'm sure their eyes are on me."

I ignore him because of two reasons. Firstly, I'm sure that if I say a word, I would destroy that great ego of his and secondly, I have other things to think about; the itchy pants. I feel like ripping the outfit off and scratching the life out of my thighs. I regret wearing this. I could have just gone with the James Bond look or Omar Malik look. Whatever.

"Ouch!" I wince as I glare at Omar for pinching me. I hold my little black pouch to his face. "Hey dude, I have extra brains in here!"

"Hahaha, not funny." He rolls his eyes.

"It wasn't supposed to be. I literally have extra brains in here." I open my pouch and bring out a pack of candy shaped in brains that I bought at the store yesterday. "You want some?"

"Nah, I've brains up here. Don't need more."

"I thought you didn't." I put the pack back. At that moment. I glance at Omar's phone and see him texting a girl named Lily. Honestly, I don't care about that. He turns and I look away.

"Assalam alaykum! Food worm!" I chuckle and turn to face Faisal. He smiles widely at me and I rush to meet him. I missed him terribly and his stupid nicknames.

"Wa alaykum assalaam. Must you be a he-goat anytime we meet? I kinda miss you idiot." I smile back. He's dressed in all black. His black hair styled backwards with fangs and powdered face and red liquid on the side of his lips. His black cloack with high neck gives him a serious face for a non serious person.

"I'm irresistible and at least I'm not a nanny goat. Or a billionaire's goat." He whispers while his eyes rest on Omar.

"That's my husband." I glare at him.

"No offence but he's a cocky piece of egocentric cake. Not to even mention his bag of sluts he dumps in his pockets. What a shock he ended up with you!"

"Yeah I know."

"What part?"

"Both."

"How did you even get in here?"

"Connections honey." He winks.

I sigh and we walk up to Omar. A big frown is on his lips as he eyebrows furrows. But he stops when our eyes meet. After introductions which he unexpectedly didn't ruin, Aliya and Adam walk up to us. The smile on her lips falls and the smile on Faisal's widens. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm good, you?" He rolls his eyes although I can tell that he's pretty nervous.

"I don't want to meet you and how did you know I would be here?" She asks and her eyes snaps to me. "You told him!"

"He just wants to be friends, please listen to him." I plead but she hisses and walks away. Adam glares at Faisal who glares back.

Omar, who is obviously confused just looks at me. "Be right back." I excuse myself and run after Aliya. I mistakely bump into Laura who grins at me. "Hey, nice costume. I see you and your husband are planning on winning the couple's best costume award right?"

"What's that?"

"Every Halloween, an award is given to a couple for the best costume."

"Oh! Your costume looks great too." She grins and twirls, showing me a full view of a white torn gown, stained with dirt. Her make-up was also stunning. She looks like a real zombie bride. "Where's your partner?"

"He's over there." She points to the crowded stage. I narrow my eyes and at that moment it clashed with a man wearing a torn black tux and messy brown hair. His black lips curls into a smile and he walks towards us. Although his skin was coloured in some green stuff, I could tell that he was cute. I lowered my gaze as I realized I was caught staring at him.

"This is Aisha, Aisha meet my boyfriend; Daniel."

"Hello, nice to meet you. I love your costume."

"Thanks, you look good too. Rukia from Bleach right?"

"Yeah." I play with my sword and he laughs.

"Let's go grab some drinks. No alcohol."

I really wanted to stay for a while with them but I need to find Aliya. "Sorry guys, but I have to go." I apologize and leave for the bathroom. There she was,mk mmq sobbing her heart out.

"Aliya?" I called but she didn't look at me. She stared at the mirror as she fixed her make up. "I'm sorry. He just wants you two to be friends like the old days. I didn't mean to hurt you, neither did he. I'm so sorry if we did. I could tell him, I'm sure he would understand."

"I loved him." She murmurs. "I did back then but I didn't want to show it. I preferred to admire him from afar but things got bad when he got hold of my diary. I had stupidly left it in class and he read it. The next week, he told me he loved me too but we decided not to date or do anything about it. We kept it to ourselves and he promised that when the time comes, he would inform his parents and my parents. It was our little promise. But he ruined it."

I inch closer to her as the tears rolled down her cheeks. "You don't have to tell me about it." I hugged her but she pulled away. "No, I want to. It was a month to graduation, at the Night in the Cave day. You were out with Omar, gathered round the fire having fun. I decided to take a walk into the woods for air. I didn't notice Faisal behind me. I turned and saw him smiling sheepishly at me. I just smiled back and sat. He handed me a drink and we both drank it. I remembered my head pounding and we were telling jokes and laughing loudly. The pain in my head increased and I felt a bit dizzy. I could only remember our lips clashing and that was it. The next day I woke up, I was in his arms. But luckily, I still had my clothes. It meant only one thing, he spiked my drink and God knows what we did. That night ended everything between us and ended everything between the males and I."

It was sad and heartbreaking. To think that she went through that without me having a clue about it. But I don't believe Faisal spiked her drink. "I'm so sorry. Why didn't you me before?"

"You were always with Omar, we didn't even have time to be together." She replies and I can hint thr faint anger in her voice. I was a stupid highschool girl hypnotized by love. But never again would I fall for its game ever again. I'm not only disappointed in myself for being so foolish but also for not being there when she needed me.

I hug her tightly. "I'm sorry. But did you talk to him about it?"

"What's there to talk about. It's clear what he did. I don't need to confront him."

"How sure are you that he was the one who spiked the drink?"

She folds her arms across her chest. "He brought the drinks?" She rolls her eyes.

"Okay, you have a point there but if you didn't see him spiking the drink. Don't jump to conclusions. Remember the Hadith on that?"

"Yeah. Let's forget about this for now and have fun okay. No more secrets between us." She clarifies and I nod. My whole life is a big lie but I can't tell her. When the deal's over, I promise I'll.

She drags me to the men and when we get there, Faisal was gone.

We had a chit-chat with them and joined Laura for a drink. "So how did it go with Liam?" I asked Laura.

He face falls. "Turns out that Fairy slut mother sprinkled love dust in his drink and now he's head over heels in love with her. What a horrible creature she is." She frowns in disgust as she looks at Jenny and Liam. She was dressed as a mouse with whiskers and ears crown. Her pink and black dress stopped just below her butt. Giving a clear view of her thong. It literally stops on her butt and I can clearly see half of it. The dress didn't close much except for her nipples. I'm not shocked she dressed that way. Liam's hand is on her butt and she kept laughing and looking at him seductively.

"What do you say we have a girl's night Sakura Chan?"

Aliya smiles and Laura squeals, "Let's ditch this Halloween party! But I have to get a bottle of wine."

"Come on." We drag her outside.