I Hate Boys

Flashback

I was probably around 4 years old. Sana was my seat mate at Little Ummah. She was a really polite girl and shy at first but once you get to know her, she's quite the chatterbox.
After our first day, she gave me a toy necklace that we made at school. She was about to leave as her dad pulled over. I was waiting for my uncle to come get me since my dad died of cancer before I was born and my mom passed away after giving birth to me.
Suddenly, this boy, a little older than me, pushes me over and snatches my necklace away. He laughs at me and then runs to San's car. That was when I met Sameer.

9 years later.
My uncle passed away. I live with San now. My other family members don't care for me. San and i are both thirteen but Sameer is fourteen and he's still a jerk. At his birthday party, which is a day before mine, we met his friend, Yusuf. He's so adorable. He comes over regularly and he's shy. But he doesn't like talking about his parents, for some reason.

1 year later.

I'm fourteen now. Sameer and Yusuf are both fifteen already. I think I may be in love with Yusuf. I don't know. He's just so amazing. He's shy, gorgeous, humble and he's a great muslim. He has dark brown hair which he rarely brushes, golden complexion, brown eyes and a puppy like smile. He's so tall now. Sam is taller but he's just perfect. Not to mention he's really fun.

5 months ago

Sam is such an @$$. We just don't get along. I hate boys so much. They are really just immature jerks, except Yusuf. I have to remind myself to lower my gaze around him. Damn.