"Sarah!!!." I clamored.
"SARAH FARUK SULEIMAN THE THIRD!." I clamored again.
"What what what whaaat!." My discourteous sis answered as she kicked opened my door.
"Where are my Harris stickers?!." I exclaimed.
"I do not know and I don't know and I do not care a bit, now stop yelling my name!." She said then she turned and left; slamming the door shut.
"Ya Allah, help me find my Harris J stickers." I whined then I scrutinize my whole room and I didn't find it.
I ran downstairs and I saw my mom.
"Mom where are my Harris stickers, oh no, I'm doomed!." I said then I yanked on my hair.
"Stop yanking your hair, they are in my room." She said.
"Oh Alhamdulillah, I..I thought I misplaced them." I sighed in relief and she chuckled.
"I'm Afrah and I wove Harris J and he is gonna notice me." Sarah said in a baby voice.
"Haters gotta hate, I will meet Harris J one day and he will say my name, Afrah." I said then she rolled her eyes.
"AFRAH!." My brother yelled and now I rolled my eyes.
"What?." I queried.
"Where are my car keys?." My older brother Muhammad asked.
"How in the world am I supposed to know where your car keys are, I'm just 16!." I reminded.
"I thought you lent your car Sadiq." Sarah said and Muhammad shushed her.
"Well, um..you know you are my mom and I love you so um..can I borrow your car for the day?." Muhammad asked and mom and I chuckled.
"Please bring it back in one piece." She said as she have him the key and he chuckled.
"Wow, Harris J key holder huh?." He asked and I shrugged then he chuckled and left.
"Dinner time!." Mom yelled.
"Where is dad?." I asked.
"Out, like always." Sarah said with an eye roll then mom looked down, I know she is hurt by what Sarah said, but it is Sarah we are talking about here, she can not control her mouth, she says whatever comes to her silly brain.
"Sarah, you are stupid!." I reminded her.
"Said the Harris doofus." She laughed.
"Ok, you have no rights to bring Harris into this talk!." I snapped.
"Girls, girls, chill and eat!." Mom said then we ate and I occasionally glared at Sarah, she is so annoying!.
"As-Salam Alaikum." I herd a voice I know all too well.
"Halima." I squealed then I hugged my bestie and she hugged me back.
"Hey sugar bomb." She said.
"I thought you were not gonna come." I said.
"I was not but cardboard Harris convinced me to come." She said and I chuckled.
"Harris." We sighed simultaneously.
"Great!, now there is two of them!." Sarah cried.
"Ok you chuckleheads, go upstairs I am going to having a meeting here." Mom said as she fluffed the pillows.
"Your book club meeting?." I asked then she nodded and I chuckled.
"Ok." I said then Halima and I went up.
"Hey handsome." Halima smirked at my cardboard Harris.
"Eww!, Halima!." I exclaimed.
"What?." She asked with a discombobulated look.
"I..I never thought you..you..h..he is mine!." I cried.
"Oh sorry, I thought he was my Harris." She said then I rolled my eyes and kissed his cheek.
"Ok so, what are we going to do?." I asked.
"Grab your hijab, dust your rump, let us hit the road!." She said then I squinted my eyes.
"Dust my rump?." I asked.
"You know what I mean, go go go!." She said then I chuckled and I rolled my hijab.
"Let us go!." I said then she nodded and we went down.
"Mom, we are going out." I said.
"Where to?." She asked as she placed her hands on her hips.
"The mall." Halima said.
"Kk, have fun sweetie, be back by 6!." She said.
"Kk mom, love you." I said.
"Love you too." She said then Halima and I entered her car.
"Dang, I love your car." I said as I touched the latest Benz, her parents are so wealthy so she gets whatever she yearns for.
"Thanks bubblegum." She said then we drove to the mall.
"I need a new Harris phone case." I mumbled as I looked at the old one on my phone.
"Me too." She said then we got some matching Harris phone cases.
"Wow, look at the new clothes in the Louis V store." Halima cooed.
"Ahh, I do not know Halima." I said.
"Well I do, let us go!." She said then she literally dragged me there.
"Herlimah." The girly manager said, he talks like a girl, looks like a girl and acts like a girl, Astagafirullah!.
"Hey Brit." She said.
"We got new clothes." He squealed and so did she.
"Come on, what are you waiting for, bring em' out!." She said and he did.
"This will fit you perfect!." He said as she took a long sleeve maxi dress.
"What do you say Afrah?." She asked.
"It looks gorgeous." I said then she squealed, after a long of choosing she final got what she wanted.
"I will take these ones." She said.
"Oui oui!." He said.
"Are you not gonna pick anything?." She asked, I've actually seen some cute clothes but my budget can not even think of taking even one shirt.
"You know I do not like non-Harris stuff." I said then she chuckled.
"Yeah." She said.
"So, let us go!." I said and she nodded.
"Kk, but look at this top, it will look great on you." She insisted.
"Halima, I really do not like the details on it." I said then she groaned.
"You are impossible, let us go." She said.
"Bye bye." The man waved.
"Bye!." She replied then we went and got smoothies and now we are buying billions of chocolates and snacks.
I am not the social type and I'm not a great conversationalist, so I do not talk that much, Halima always gets the boys attention and stuff and I do not care one bit, I just wanna meet Harris J one day, ya Allah, that boy is so dreamy, it hurts!.
"Wow, look at the new and improved Dairy milk, mmmm." I said as I got them and she chuckled.
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