Mingle

Intense workout session was going on and Musa was rigorously working out.  *sweat sweat*  He’d be done in like three more minutes, he could do it!! He pumped his fist and turned a sharp turn on his treadmill. He had to keep his eyes open at all times for this, the track he was running was not for the faint of heart and was designed so that you wouldn't feel your legs getting tired. It wasn’t something that would happen easily but since there was no way anyone else was going to make it he might as well do it. Musa was a good runner, always had been. His parents owned a large fitness center and they had trained him from an early age to run marathons with them during his youth. This training hadn't gone to waste however and he ran at least five miles per week. His body was starting to show the signs of its age, his muscles beginning to ache, even his lungs started feeling heavier. If he kept going long enough he would start to have trouble catching his breath and soon after that it would only get worse. A little over halfway through the exercise Musa's vision became fuzzy and he stumbled forward slightly and fell on one knee. The treadmill stopped abruptly and so did Musa's thoughts, he stood up slowly and leaned against a nearby bench. He took a deep breathe trying to stop the panic rising in him. "I am not going to loose! I'll never loose! never!" He composed himself and got back to his reality. .... Loud music was blasting and Mona was dancing to the beats. Everyone around her was dancing and she was lost completely. Tonight was a night of winning and she was there to celebrate. Her voice was loud and she was singing the song alongside the DJ's music.  This club was packed, Mona was sure if she looked up and checked the top of the room she'd see flashing lights from the cameras. She moved her hips to the beat and she could feel the bass inside of her. The music seemed to wash over her, making her feel light headed and euphoric. She felt free and confident, nothing bad ever happened when she came here and she had no problems finding friends at the party. Mona laughed aloud when she heard the guy next to her whooping. She knew she didn't look exactly like most of the girls there tonight but Mona was a socialite and parties were her thing, not that he knew that. In fact she wasn't quite sure why she decided to come here in the first place but when she saw how crowded it was she just went with it. Mona's dress was made from a silky material and clung to every part of her body, the hem was coming above her knees but the bottom was hanging low. On the front there was a slit so high that it almost reached the floor but the top was a simple strapless halter neck, it revealed much of her chest while also covering all of her exposed skin. Her dress was black, the fabric flowing gently from one side to another. It ended mid thigh giving way to tight black shorts. She wore a pair of black boots and her hair hung loosely down the middle of her back. Mona had managed to find someone to dance with which gave her the opportunity to move away from where she’d found herself, she walked into a crowd of people who seemed to have their own rhythm. Some girl bumped into Mona, almost knocking her to the ground. As the girl apologized Mona could hear her voice saying “Sorry” before walking away from her friend. It took about ten minutes of pushing through the crowd before Mona arrived at a small table where several other girls sat eating and laughing together. One of them noticed Mona approaching and waved her over, “There’s enough seats for everyone”. Mona smiled gratefully and joined the circle of girls, she didn’t sit with anybody often but she liked to know these people and it always gave her the best chances for a laugh or some gossip. After a few minutes of conversation Mona excused herself to go to the bathroom, she really needed to wash off some makeup and fix her hair. After she finished freshening up Mona grabbed her purse and left the club. The weather was pretty nice outside, it was still warm but not hot. Mona walked along the street admiring the lights of the houses as she passed by. .... Selim was working hard on his laptop and he forgot that it's almost 3AM at night. He had insomnia and he used to work late hours at night . Selim hated being awake at ungodly hours, he wanted to sleep but sometimes the thoughts of his mother would intrude upon his dreams and then he couldn't fall asleep again. Selim would stare out his window until the sun rose, waiting for the day to come. He worked hard at school so his mom didn't worry too much about his schedule. He also enjoyed the company of his best friend, Aliya who was studying abroad at Harvard University. Selim thought about her often when he got home from school. Aliya's beauty, intelligence and confidence had captivated Selim since their first meeting at the mall. Selim's biggest fear was losing Aliya, she had become important to him and the idea of losing her frightened him. ... As she walked along the street the music pounded in her ears and she swayed her hips to the beat. It was amazing, the people here were amazing! There wasn’t a soul she didn't know; Mona met some of them face to face and she had never been happier in her entire life. There were boys everywhere! A group of boys approached Mona and a tall guy pulled her into his arms. Mona giggled at him and let him kiss her cheek, one of those kisses where he kissed it so hard it hurt, it felt funny but kind of exciting.