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Asalamulaikum warahmaullahi wabarakatuhu wattroker :) Please check out my new version of short islamic story competition it's now called Wattrokers Life! You'll see why if you read it (I did do a couple-o shout outs) .
Anyways long time no read, right? :( I am so sorry.
Im hoping to be working on a chapter every day (inshallah, weekly chapters).
Anways enjoy the chapter.
P.s imma say long time no read if I haven't updated in like seventy trillion years k?
P.p.s just wanted to share the exciting news I got ma alima exams ( take up five to six days three times year) and this time I got a 1st position! Jazakillah for all my amazing wattrokers that have done du'aa for me jazakillah ho khair.
Luv yaa!
Storyzrok.
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Skye P.O.V
"OMG, oh oh hell, oh god, no....wait...what? I'm so sorry, uuuuughhhh what have I done! Wait let me........"
"No thank you, I'm leaving and keep in mind I'm never coming back!" She turned her plump rosy face and stormed off.
I sighed in exasperation, thats the third time this week. Oh no, Tara is gonna kill me. I brushed the bits of smashed glass and wiped the floor covered in sticky strawberry sauce clean.
I wonder how Tara is gonna kill me? Maybe she'll stab me in my stomach and catch my blood in pint pots like in Harry Potter when they squeezed puss out of those blobby things, and then fry my skin and use my eyeballs to make jelly, oooh, maybe she'll have a weird sucker thing that turns you into a giant purple monster like in Despicable Me 2, and then she'll use me to scare everyone and I'll be so.........
"Thats the third time this week! I cant believe you've tipped the sundae tray on a customer three times in one week!" Tara scolded, making me snap out of my thoughts
"So-r-eeeeeee,"I sassed.
Nope , I am not sorry, not one teeny weeny bit.
"Dont you sass me you lady,"
"Not sassing,"
"Excuse me,"
"Excused,"
I smirked and headed for the small gate, god, I loved excusing people.
"You're fired!" Tara yelled grabbing my elbow.
" I'm not fired I QUIT!" I hissed with gritted teeth.
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
I stormed down the little street and turned the corner, standing in front of the front-door I rested my chin on my knees, realising the huge mistake I had just done. I knocked on the front door loudly jumping slightly when Lauren openeed the door.
"Early from work? Did you get promoted?"
"Lets just say no more ice cream for me,"
From the dissapointed look on Laurens face and the loud, amused and dissaproving tut from Patrick, I knew I was in some deeeeeeep trouble.
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The Two Paths Crossed (NOT RECOMMENDED)
РазноеSkye and Ameera. Two girls. Two lives. One secret. A weird relationship and a hell a lotta drama. So what happens when the two paths cross?
