Published February 25, 2015 by katysoqewl

Ten words seemed to have broke Malaikas heart and a tear twinkled in her eye..
I saw Kaylas eyes turn from a hard black to a more soft brown, but then pitch black again as she said, ” If you so insecure by a girl telling you this,. I don’t want to imagine what poor Ihsaan goes through with you..” She stormed of and I casually walked in the other direction.. The rest of the day, Kayla avoided talking to anyone at all.. She did her work and kept her mouth shut.. Then, there was a free period since Mr Ibrahim was not at school.. She seemed to have been writing something down and was pretty engrossed in it, so I let her be and decided to make conversation with a few other girls.. The topics included Emma Watson and Prince Harry being a couple, this whole Selena, Zedd and Justin triangle thing and series business.. After the full half an hour, she came to me and handed me a paper. I moved away and read it. A LETTER ADDRESSED TO MALAIKA.. well to be honest it wasn’t all that bad, but it was straight and to the point.. She said she was going to give it after school and I thought a little about it.. Ihsaan walked into the class after second break, and he seemed totally angry and he was frowning and clenching his fists.. A best friend instinct told me that Kayla had said something to Malaika and she told Ihsaan.. It was Maths and since we all help each other, I thought it wouldn’t be weird if I went to Ihsaan to ask him what happened.
But I guess I was wrong.. He began going on and on about how my best friend is the *french word* and that she doesn’t want to be with the guys that like her, but she also doesn’t want anyone else to be with them.. He went on to say that he use to like her and that it was the biggest regret ever.. But that I should tell her that it was a thing of the past and that he is over her..,

I stood there in shock like for about 5 minutes and tried to process this information.. He continued his maths, but no more had that angry look on his face, instead he had passed it on to me,



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