“Be like a diamond, precious and rare, not like a stone, found everywhere.” –Anonymous
If you haven't prayed then please pray this book can wait but your Salah can't
Amira Sultan p.o.v
" OUT! OUT ! OUT " Myra jump up and down grinning like a fool.
" ITS OKAY ITS OKAY " I clap motivating my team .
" The game just started, we can win this game " I cheered for my team who are nothing but losers and can't even catch a DAMN BALL!
Kids these days ! Where is the energy?
I shake the tip of my cap feeling heat reaching my brain .
Who the hell suggested to play game at such a scorching he-
" You did '' a voice whispered near my ear . I jump back, placing my hand on my heart to stabilize it .
Nafisa scowl at me " if you wouldn't be so dary , the we would been winning here "
" Mr. Mafia would you like to join us" she mimic me in worst voice possible .
" How am I supposed to know he is tbid good? " I was whining when my eyes fell on Khalid who smirked in a mocking way .
I stuck my tongue like a spoilt child , his smirk faded replacing scowl looking away .
" Call everyone here, we need to discuss our strategy " I ordered Nafisa to fix my cap , cracking my neck .
I realised she didn't budge " everyone ?"
" You , me and Ibrahim left " she spat ''everyone is out " watching her expression I am pretty sure she wants to kill me .
I smile embarrassed " yeah... Forgot right "
"Call Ibrahim , we need to discuss our strategy " I told her
" How do you lose ?" She raised her one eyebrow completely doubting my winning skill .
" Just . Get . Him " I was inch away punching her face
" Whatever " muttering annoyedly , she called out Ibrahim who surprisingly decided to join my team in Nick of time .
" Hey kid ! " Khalid call me , I gulp the authority in his voice always gets me .
" Are you sure you want to continue this game? " he smirked, challenging me .
I huffed in anger he just bruised my non- existence ego ...
" Yes and we will win " my big mouth spoke again without my permission .
You need to shut up Amira , you are losing brutally ....
Even though outside I had a proud smirk on my face but inside I was rolling on the ground crying for the embarrassment I have to face for having such a loser team .
I whine , I stomp my feet , I even began in front the Khalid to get the hell out of here all inside my imagination.
He shrugged his shoulders slightly , his face held satisfaction , he was enjoying my misery. I can see it in his eyes .
Arrrghhh....
Ibrahim, Nafisa and I huddle " okay listen , we need to pick up our game alright " I whispered/yelled.
Ibrahim , Nafisa exchange look " then what were we doing for so long ?" Nafisa again opened her big mouth .
I stomp her leg " I knew I should have been in Bhai team " she hiss in pain .
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