If I had a RAND for all the times you...

Chapter 9

I woke up to my body all numb, the first thing I did was spend at least an hour in the bathroom all thanks to all of the spicy food I had last night. I then proceeded to the dojo to pick up my gee from last night as well and the water bottle I left there. I was given the day off so I knew I could escape Omar's torture.

I sneaked into the dojo back and went over to the room I was graded in when suddenly I heard voices, so like an idiot, I hid away. Owais and Omar were in class that day…both were shirtless, so I did feel uncomfortable sitting there. I then grabbed my bag trying to sneak away when suddenly Omar caught me pulling me out of my hiding spot. I threw a towel onto him, making my escape. After that I ran out of the dojo, leaving…now that's how a ninja does it. I finally had that spa day with Saleema who had to leave halfway through…and after that, I headed home with an angry Owais waiting outside my house.

"Why did you do that?" he asked holding back a punch

"I panicked okay and hormones dear friend!"

"Harmons, just because he had his shirt off. You never behaved like that around me and Zamin."

"I don't have to explain myself to you, I'll apologise to him when I see him later for dinner."

"You better... I don't know what's gotten into you these days."

"Whatever, I should be asking you that…if there's nothing else I'll see you tonight."

"Hmm," he said grumpily before leaving.

There's nothing wrong with me. Im completely fine.

I waited at the restaurant a few hours later, as angry as I was I still put on my best behaviour. Omar arrived first with the same straight face as always…for a while the table was silent, surprisingly he broke the ice.

"Are you okay, you looked pretty flushed at the dojo today."

"You really had to turn this into a joke didn't you?" I said rolling my eyes as i watched him laugh, "why would I be flushed by something that's not even a part of your OWRAH(covering)."

"If you say so," he said waving towards Zakira and Owais.

With me about to stab Omar with a fork, Zakira left early with Owais, so I was stuck having dessert with this dimwit again.

"Are you taking the bus…or are you ready to learn how to drive?" he asked as he paid for our bill

"How did you know I can't drive?"

"It's obvious, let me know if you need some help."

"Not until you apologise for teasing me earlier," I said folding my arms

"If you took offence to it then it's true, besides it was just a joke?"

"Not to me!" I say asserting dominance, "don't play around with my emotions like that."

"You're asking for a lot hey, a lot more than you deserve," he said leaving

Why does he always leave in the middle of our conversations!

If life doesn't drive me insane he surely will…

A piece of me indeed wanted to make it to the provincial team…but now that everyone's advice has failed I can finally try a different route, one that doesn't involve tennis. My mother wasn't happy but she understood, I signed up for the marketing course I wanted to do so badly with no objection this time.

She was right about one thing, money wasn't going to flow in the way it used to.

"Guess who's your new classmate," I said pushing him

"I hope it's not you…"

"Try again, that isn't the way you're supposed to respond."

"Then how am I supposed to respond to your highness?" he asked rolling his eyes

"You're such a mood killer…I don't feel as excited as I did a while back, thanks a lot hey."

"Your welcome."

Ahh, books, an old…friend…slash enemy I'm not sure if I knew how to use one.

"Pssst it's me again," I said poking him

"What is it now?" he turned towards my direction furiously

"What page are we on?" I asked politely

He swapped books with me and continued reading. The lecturer entered the hall and began teaching. It wasn't as bad as people made it look, but it's only the start I guess. During kickboxing class that day a new sensei arrived…he was a rank lower than Omar but higher than I was. Now I had alternating lessons, two sensei's.

Omar didn't look too comfortable but now he had enough time to study and work too.

"I`m Ibrahim, you must be Qadira," he said pointing towards me before turning to Omar, "and you?"

"Omar," he said coldly, "good luck.."

"GOOD what!" I said before being shut by Owais from behind... if I had a RAND for every time he did that I would be a millionaire by now. This Omar really needed to get a life, speak about putting in a good word for me.

"Nice to meet you, Ibrahim, looking forward to working with you as well. Don't mind what Omar said he tends to hallucinate…" I said watching him stick his tongue out at me.

Its funny trying to watching him be as childish as I was.

"I'll be taking over today's class," Ibrahim said signalling towards Omar who was dragged away by Owais

Class began, it was the best thus far. Quite and an easy on too…maybe it's because it was his first day but I wassnt panting for my life this time.

"That's all for today," he said taking his phone out, let me add you on whatsapp."

I searched for my phone, tossing everything out of my bag...

"I think I left my phone at home but I'll get your number and text you later."

He smiled leaving class. Omar then entered with my cellphone, "add who now?" he asked waving my phone around

"Why do you even have that?" I asked rushing towards him

"Wow, you smell good after class for once…"

"What's cause someone knows I'm a mere junior unlike you."

"Whatever, if you ask me nicely I'll give it back."

"Why would I have to ask for my own possession!" I said trying to grab it.

He took off with it, as I rushed behind him tripping over my gee falling to the ground. He quickly helped me up as I punched his chest grabbing my phone leaving class. I've never been so angered before…

I visited the pond that day feeding the ducks. It was the only way for me to let off the steam. I had to still meet the others for dinner...but something wierd happened, he was there after months of not coming here.