Published June 15, 2015 by katysoqewl

My heart raced and in that moment, I felt like any other normal teenage girl… My cheeks turned every shade of pink and eventually red!!! I managed to mutter an “Asalamualaykum” but towards the end my voice dwindled down into a confusing silence… “Wa’alaykum Salaam” he replied in a voice that was barely audible.. 

This was really awkward.. Is this the part where I run and hide or close the door?? I had like a million thoughts running through my head… My thoughts were interrupted with his 

“Ummm… So.. Uhh.. I just thought I should come give you this package personally.. And not leave it somewhere or let someone else do it..” 

He removed his hand from the back and placed the medium sized box on the freezer.. Then he pulled out another LETTER.. and left it on top 

“Hope you like it.. And nice jersey and school pants situation.. You look beautiful.” He said with a smirk on his face as he left.. I stood there trying to fathom what the hell just occurred.. 

I stood there for about 10 minutes with the garage door open and everything just as it was.. Eventually, I closed the door after I snapped out of it and took the package inside.. After placing it neatly on my bed. I opened the box to reveal the entire Erogon series of books…. My heart skipped so many beats as I just realized what I had in my possession.. I know the books came out a while ago, but oh well, I never read it.. Neatly placed on the side was the movies to it toooo.. God, this guy is straight from heaven.. Okay, just so you guys know, I read the book and then watch the movie, so that I know what the characters are thinking… 

After packing them neatly away in my book cupboard, I decided to go get some goodies to eat before I start studying.. After elaborately decorating my Salticrax with tomatoe, cream cheese, pepper and onions, I headed to my room.. Asr adhaan was about to go, so I went and performed wudhu, and got ready for salaah.. After asr, is usually quraan time in my house, so I got my quraan and read my para.. Then came time to eat my snacks.. As I nibbled on them and read the letter which exclaimed his undying love for me since we had began school.. The back of my mind I thought to myself what the hell?? He never spoke to me a day in my life, except last years Science Fair when he wanted my help with something.. Apart from that, I don’t even think he knows my parents names.. Then, he went on to describe me, which might I add is a little not weird since all I ever get as a description is “nerd”.. He mentioned all my achievements since grade 1, and I must say that I forgot 3/4 of them.. I’m really not sure what my future holds, with this guy, but what I do know is that people aren’t always what they seem like and believe it or not, everyone is loved.. Yes, even that girl that wears a size 14 jeans, and has the most masculine body.. If this has thought me anything, it’s that, you should always be yourself, because there is someone out there crazy about the person you are.!!! 



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