Muslim Tomboy?...Impossible

Ms Tomboy And The Makeup Artistry

Before his mouth could mold into a smirk, I rolled my eyes.

"Keep rolling them. You'll find your brain back there."

All of a sudden both the idiots burst into laughter. I looked at Dani and again at Nayal. I exchange a few other glances at them who were busy hi-fiving each other and laughing their butts off.

After a few minutes their laughter faded away. Dani was conversing with Natal, when I interrupted them.

"I thought you needed help, Dani? I can see you found your new partner. I'll leave." I walked over to Ninja, hoping on it.

"Please please Zeen, you are my last straw." His face transformed into a serious look.

I did his inspection, gazing at Nayal who was meaningfully looking between us. I gave Dani 'first-let-me-deal-with-him', which he returned with 'what' look. Stupid idiot. Kabhi jo meri baat samjh aay iss ko, gadha.(He will never understand me, that donkey).

"So Nayal what brings you here?" I gave him a venomous smile.

"Oh....yes! Adam asked for some file. Some case files of Amal Tahan I guess."

I felt my heart skipping a beat at the mention of her name. I tightened my hold on Ninja, feeling the flow of sweat increased. The air felt suffocating, as if two hands we're strangling me. I shut my with a sudden force, trying to remain calm. Efforting not to show the slightest bit of weakness in front of Nayal or even Dani

"Umm...y..yeah...yeah. I'll just...j..just... get.. it."

I rushed inside, leaving Nayal perplexed by my actions. I went to my room, and grabbed the file I kept under my non existent hijab drawer.

I didn't know what Adam asked for it but last night before we left the candy store's place, he requested for one of Mum's old case files. His old habit I guess.
Sometimes, in the past four years I saw him and Zayd wandering around her room, picking up her stuff and trying rekindle her memories.

The file held in bold letters:

Amal Tahan

Criminal Law

I traced my hand in her name, a small smile playing on my lips, until I noticed Nayal staring at me intently. His attention was diverted to me, whilst Dani was busy telling him something.
How in the world to these two know each other?

Oh...! I remember Dani went to Adam's apartment last week to play Fifa 2015, when Dad took away his privileges for television, mobile and Xbox and PS4 and even... dessert *evil laughs*. Whilst Dad didn't know why his phone was beeping 24/7 due to his 'social networking' and why people were sending him pictures of their food and even ' 'other absurd stuff' or as he like to call it.(Poor Dad didn't understand Snap Chat or either Instagram). He turned it off but when the landline started ringing as if a hurricane has struck, he gave him back his phone. Perks of being the youngest child.

It felt creeping have Nayal stare at me, it wasn't a harami stare but more like a different. Me being the complete moron, didn't know how to react so I chose to ignore it and handed him the file.

"And now he has disappeared leaving me with all the shit." As the thing that left Dani's mouth before he massaged his temple.

"Care to tell me what happened? If no, then stop wasting my precious time." I raised my voice, trying to get done with his problem so I can at least get to my second class.

"Zeeniya they kicked me out off school because.... "

"He has beaten up a guy." Nayal finished Dani's sentence.

"Why in the world would you do that Dani?" I never took him as a guy who would beat someone up.

"You are afraid of a spider; a creature 100 or more times smaller than than you. How did you bring yourself to do that ?" My face changed into an amuse expression and so did Nayal'

"So what? A grenade is also small, dear sis."

"Will you stop this and try to find a solution? " Nayal spoke in the middle.

"Since when are you involved in my family matters?"

"Since Hamdan asked me for help." He stated as a matter of fact.

"You are not needed here. Your business here is finished!" Crossing my hands, I tilted my head towards the exit.

"I won't leave until Hamdan say so."

"Why? Tumharay abba ka ghar ha?" I flaunted in Urdu.

"Stop it both of you!" I turned towards Dani who shouted on full volume which could easily wake up the neighbours plus ourour very own brothers.

"You have exactly ten minutes. And the time starts. ...NOW!" Seeing his helpless face, I spoke.

~*~

"Zeen, Chester University don't accept students who get kicked out off school. What am I gonna do?" We were situated at the back side of our house near the fence.

I let out a sigh before turning to Dani who was beside me, and Nayal on his other side.

"When were you planning to tell Dad?"

"I don't know. He is still slightly mad at me for last week. He would actually kick me out." Guilty was far more visible in his tone than last time.

Now I don't regret missing my first class because this was something far more important than the class.

According to Dani, Jo Miller, who also happens to be on of his closest buddy got his head into something big. Yesterday, Dani was in Jo's Miller varsity jacket in the school's parking when a guy came up from behind and started swearing at him and punched him. I was cheering in my head that Dani did not just defend himself but also beat the poop out of that guy. Some teacher saw all of that choas and took Dani to the Principal's office whilst that coward ran away. Due to his beaten up condition he was unable to elucidate the whole situation. Principal Chopra called Dad but his didn't pick due to some surgery I guess.
Jo has been missing since yesterday, which has caused Dani more issues.

"What do you suggest?"

For I moment I put aside all my grudges towards Nayal and twisted my head towards him, expecting a recommendation.
I know he isn't that genius but when I can't come up with anything, maybe he can.

"Give me his number. Landline personal mobile anything." His toned changed. Harsh with a slight coldness. He stood up, dusting his jeans.

"And one more thing, I want his address too. Meet me after school. I'll text you where."
And with that he got out of the house, leaving Dani and I in surprise. As I heard his car zoomed out of the street, I felt a head leaning against my shoulder.

"I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt to. I was...just mad and blurted out those things. You and I both know that you weren't responsible for any of that. I'm just sorry."

I closed my eyes, trying to get comfortable with the most uncomfortable Dani has ever made me experience.

"Can you please move that head of yours, it's kinda heavy. And by the way you did a great job with the makeup, maybe you should think about changing your major from photography to makeup artistry." He chuckled lightly and moved back.

I checked my phone and felt my pulse raising. I quickly stood up and whilst running outside, shouted.

"OMA! I think my death is written by Professor Dunphy's hands!"

Dani on top! Isn't he adorable? * inserts dreamy eyes*

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