"Britt what is your problem? I always see you arguing with other people", I said after I pulled her away from the fight.

"If someone gives me a dirty look, I will respond" Britt said.

"You need to grow-.."

"Whatever" Brittney interrupted me and walked away.

"You know, you're my big brother.. Your job is to help me not humiliate me" I saw her turn the corner and realized that I would be late for class.

I entered Miss Launders' class and my eyes immediately fell on the girl I saw earlier. Never did someone talk to my sister like that. In someway she deserved it, that's why I only pulled her away at the end. The girl was wearing a headscarf, there were a few girls in school that wore it. Maybe she was new this year, I never noticed her before anyways.

She was a beautiful girl, she was skinny but that wasn't really visible because she was wearing a long blouse which covered her curves. She had green/grey eyes, full lips and perfect teeth. I realized that when she was verbally fighting with my sister. I never knew why they wore a headscarf or why they would cover themselves. I've never really hung out with someone who wore it.

I decided to apologize for my sister's behavior. I looked at her and immediately saw she felt uncomfortable. She nodded and I turned away. I just hope she doesn't think I'm like my sister.

A friend of mine looked at me and asked if everything was okay, I nodded and turned my face back to the teacher. I've made a couple of friends the last few years. I was a follower the first year I arrived at this school. I became friends with my group through Brittney, who had already transferred to this school a year before me. They weren't one of the nicest people, they were used to mock and call people ridiculous names.

I was that person who would also do it just to fit in. And I regret every word is said that year. After that year I decided to get my shit together and to become a better person. My grades weren't that great in that year too.

I've already redone one year, which makes me 1 year older than the rest of the class. After I started playing rugby last year I immediately became more popular and that also meant I got more attention from the female groups at school. I'm not going to lie, I love the attention. Why shouldn't I?

"Class, for this year you have to work in pairs for a project. The one sitting next to you is your partner. And those that sit at the left side work with those behind them". (3 tables next to each other and 6 tables behind each other)

It took me a couple of seconds to figure out that I had to work with the hijabi girl. Not that I didn't want to, but I don't even know her name and she probably doesn't know mine.

I turned around and straight away noticed that she wasn't happy with the group decisions.

"We'll start as soon as possible, I don't postpone" was the only thing she said.

"Wow, pushy much" I thought.

She wasn't afraid to speak her mind apparently.

"Can I atleast know your name, princess?" I asked.

"My name is Safia, not princess", she said softly.

"Fair enough, I'm Brody. Nice to meet you" I raised my hand to shake hers but she completely ignored it.

"I know" she said while looking at my hand. She stood up as soon as the bell rang and left me alone with a lot of questions.

What does she mean by 'I know'? Did she know me already? Maybe she heard my name before? Or maybe I had classes with her before but I just didn't notice her? Anyway, she's a weird girl. The important thing is that I know her name now. I stood up and left the room. I saw Safia at her locker with 2 other people so I decided to get some answers out of her. What can I say, I was curious.

Noo Ya Allah why me why? Why did he sit in front of me? I saw Amina and Malik looking in my direction and as soon as the bell rang I made sure I was out of the room.

Amina and Malik came running towards me trying to ease me.

"Safia, he seems nice, it's going to be fine" Amina said.

"You guys are paired with each other, you have each other. I have that jerk" I shouted annoyed.

"Ooh well, 'jerk'? That's not nice" a heavy voice interrupted.

It was Brody, great. I don't care if he heard what he heard.

I said to Malik and Amina that I'd talk to them later and gave them permission to leave.

"So what's your problem with me?" Brody asked.

I opened my locker and dropped my books in it. He doesn't even know what my problem with him is, says enough. What bully doesn't know his victim's name?

"You should know why" I whispered.

"Can I at least have your number so we can meet up for our project? I don't want to postpone either" Brody said.

I gave in and gave him my number, just so he would leave me alone.

"Thank you, I will text you when I'm free" he said and left.

My eyes followed him when he left. I wanted to cry and kill someone at the same time until I realized that I was going to be late for science. For now I was happy that I wouldn't see Brody in science. I'll deal with the rest later.

Thank God for that.

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~Edited by R3Hijabi ~