《Keeping It Halal》Back To School Drama
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March break ended and I was FINALLY heading to school! I will get to see Kareema and confront her about what happened. Just then, I got a call from her. I didn't pick up because I was busy taking a shower, but I heard her voicemail that message she sent me. "Hello Mariam. I am so sorry about what I did. I truly am. I thought of what I did and it wasn't nice. Please forgive me." She cried into the microphone. I sent her a whole voice message saying I accept her apology and that I hope she doesn't do it again. After that, I slipped my hoodie on, because it was a little chilly today and I stepped out of the door after saying my Salams to my whole family. I decided that after school, I'd go and see May, for the fifteenth time. I visited her a lot during the March Break. I missed her so much. She was almost recovered but she still has to stay in the hospital. Her surgery went very well. Alhamdullallah.
When I got to school, I saw Raya, Dalia and Kareema at the door. They all came running to hug me. I hugged them back, happily. I missed them so much. "So wassup up squad?! I missed you guys so much! I was visiting my aunt in Michigan during the break." Raya squwealed. "And we missed you too Raya. May got shot..At the mall." I told them. Dalia already knew but Raya and Kareema didn't. "Oh my God...We're so sorry." Raya and Kareema said. They held me in a tight hug again. After that hug, I knew that Kareema was really sorry from the things she did. Just then, Kareem came up to us. My face lit up instantly. "Alsalamualakum Kareem. I'm happy that everything got solved Alhamdullallah!" I chuckled. He just stared blankly at me. There was mystery and rage in his eyes. They were so puffy, tears I think. He looked like he wanted to tear up and explode. I could tell. But what was troubling him? He just walked away, turned his back to us. What was up with him? Maybe he really did hate me.
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When the bell rang for the first break, I headed to my locker to put my notes and binder for math class back in my locker. Just then I bumped into something and fell. It was Kareem. I stood up, taking my things with me. "Hey watch where you're going dork!" He yelled at me. I thought Kareema set him up at the mall. But maybe she didn't because he was doing the same thing: SCREAMING AT ME!!! "Kareem what is your problem?! I thought we were good after what happened with Kareema and all that stuff. So why are you being rude to me? Did he set you up?!" I yelled ack. By now, a group of popular kids were watching us. And the most popular kid in the grade, Insaaf walked up to us. I never really talked to her so I didn't have a problem with her. "What's the prob you guys?" She asked. She was wearing a light pastel purple cropped top that went up to almost the end of her chest when she lifted her arms with some white skinny jeans. Her hair was up in a messy bun and she had layers and layers of makeup on. Isn't she a Muslim? Wait...I shouldn't judge people...The prophet Mohamed, Peace And Blessings Be Opon Him said that "Oh you who belive (Islam), surely, avoid suspicion, for surely suspicion is in SOME cases a sin." I remember Raya saying that Insaaf is a Muslim, but her wearing these un-modest clothes are between her and Allah, Subhana Wa Taala. If Allah wants to punish her, that's between him and her. He may or may not. "Nothing Insaaf. Nothings wrong." I told her kindly. I didn't want her to get into this argument. I knew it would just get worse and worse. "No. There is something wrong. This punk thinks she can stand up to you! Kareem, will you let that happen?!" Insaaf told Kareem. "You're not his consionce!" I wanted to say. But I kept my mouth shut because I knew it wouldn't result in any good. Insaaf put her hand around Kareem. At that instant, Kareema came to the rescue. "Hey you let go of him! You know that you can't touch a guy without him being a Mahram (Male related to you in Islam including Husband)!" Kareem took Insaaf's hand off of him and ran out to who knows where. Kareema, Raya and Dalia came by my side and led me to the girls washroom. Insaaf kept giving us cold and nasty stares. "Are you ok?" Raya asked. I nodded. "Kareema what is up with him? I did nothing wrong!" I cried. Kareema hugged me. "It'll be ok Inshallah. You'll see." Kareema was a great friend. They all were great friends. "Thanks guys. You really did make me feel better." I told them. We walked out of the girls washroom, together in a group. I was so glad to be friends with an amazing group of beautiful girls, on the inside and out.
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- Hey guys!!!!!!!!! Short chapter, I know. But anyway, shoutout to aleenakhattakk! Go read her story plzzzz! I luv dis gurl! Also, what do you guys think caused Kareem to hate Mariam this way? Did she do something wrong? If she did, didn't she like him though? Hmmmmmmmmm. Write your answers in the comments and don't forget to vote if you want to get a shoutout guys! I luv u all bebes!
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