The Boy She Never Noticed

" رَبَّنَا آمَنَّا بِمَا أَنْزَلْتَ وَاتَّبَعْنَا الرَّسُولَ فَاكْتُبْنَا مَعَ الشَّاهِدِينَ. Qur'an 3:53 "Our Lord, we have believed in what You revealed and have followed the messenger Jesus, so register us among the witnesses [to truth]." "Allah hu Akbar (Allah is the greatest)" I started praying fajr. (Dawn obligatory) After done praying, I read the Quran. And made dua. Asking Allah to protect my family and friends from haram things and forgive us for committing sins and disobeying him. "Saher beti (daughter) breakfast is ready!" Mom yells from downstairs. I went into my closet and try to figure out what to wear. Life can be so hard when you have to decide what to wear. I grabbed a red dress with flower design on it. Nope! I threw it behind me and started going through my clothes. By the time I found what to wear, my room looked like someone robbed my clothes. All the clothes I threw were scattered everywhere. Oh my Allah! I slapped my palm on my forehead. See what you did Saher! I groaned out loud. Ya Allah help me. I changed my pajamas to a pink floral blouse and black jeans. I grabbed a bright orange scarf and wrapped it around my head, making it a hijab. My stomach groaned and I ran downstairs. "Salam, everyone the Queen is here." I raised my hand up and waved. My mom rolled her eyes, and my brother chuckled along with my older sister. I sat on my seat and grabbed two pancakes. "So how is your guys morning going?" I asked as I grab the syrup and poured half of it on the pancakes. "Good." Both of them whispered and looked behind me. Why? "Oww, ya Allah, mama what was that for?" My mom slaps the back of my head. "You poured half of the syrup." I pouted my lips, I really like syrup. I heard Api (older sister) Fatima and Aneel chuckle. I glare at them. They didn't tell me. " Bismillah ir-Rahman ir-Rahim." ( "In the name of God, most Gracious, most Compassionate".) I started eating my pancakes. So yummy and creamy. I hummed. I smiled as I ate all two of the pancakes. Don't you just love pancakes, they are so fluffy! " Assalamu alaikum" (peace be upon you.) Dad came and sat down at his chair. "Wa alaiumassalaam." (And upon you be peace) all three of us said it at the same time. "Papa, mama slapped my head." I told dad. I tell him everything. "Why sweety?." Dad took a sip of his coffee while looking at me with amusement. He thought this was funny. Api was trying to hold her laughter while Aneel was laughing. "Its not funny." I huffed out. "She was putting half of the syrup on her two pancakes." Mom give a kiss on dad cheek and sat next to him. I smile at them. I love my mom and dad. They have been together for 22 years. They are the kindest people alive. "Time for school." I muttered. I got up and grabbed my bag. I kissed mom and dad cheek. "Allah Hafiz! (God protect you) The queen is out!" I left the house and started walking to my bus stop. I looked left and then right. I waved to my neighbors as they waved back. I gave them air kisses and they laughed along with me. I reached to my bus stop. Students standing there, bored and sleepy. "Hiya classmates!" I yelled at them. There are three boys and four girls. I knew all of them. They were my neighbors. We all lived together and they knew how loud and outgoing I am but no one cared. They all said hi and hello. I smiled as I looked at them. "So how has your guys morning been going?" I chirped. All of them shrugged and mouthed fine. I pouted, they didn't look fine. "Come one what's with the sour morning. You have to be happy, today is Monday. Ready to learn!" I grinned at them. "You are the only person who I know likes Mondays." Anna sighs. She was tall. Like really tall. She was 6' feet. I have to look up to see her. She has long blond hair with blue eyes. "Saher!!!!" I saw Rania running toward me. I grinned as she stopped front of me to catch her breath. She was wearing black long sleeve shirt under black jean. She had light blue hijab. She looked pretty. "Salam bestie!" I lunged my self at her and hugged her tight. She chuckled and we both pull apart. "So this morning mom slapped me on the back of head." I started telling her my morning story. We have been friends since childhood. We did everything together and shared everything. She was like my other soul, without her, I am half dead. The bus came. Everyone stepped in. "Hi! Ms. Clarkson, how is your morning going?" I asked the bus driver as I take a seat behind her. She was a white old nice lady. I always talk to her and we share each other stories. She smile at me. "Good." I nodded and she started the bus. "I can't believe this!" Rania gasps. She was looking behind. I turned around and looked where she was looking. She was looking at her brother. Her brother, Yaseen was sitting next to girl, I think her name is Veronica. She was a not a good girl. She wear dirty clothes that shows too much skin.  Oh my Allah! My eyes widened as he had his arm around her shoulders. Astaghfirullah! I covered my eyes and sat down. Ya Allah please forgive me for what I have seen. Ya Allah please help him and guide him to the right path. He has been acting like this since the day he got engaged to someone but it all started when his father left them for another women. I felt so sad for them and I prayed to Allah to help them and give them patience. "I am so going to kill him." She turned around and faced me. "Hey, trust in Allah, everything will be okay." I hugged and her and we reached school. I was excited to go to school. I wanted to meet my friends and talk to them. Little did I know my life was going to change just from being exciting to go to school.