IN LOVE WITH THE HIJABITE (She is a Muslimah….. He is a playboy)
WRITTEN BY IBRAHEEM HAFSAT IDOWU (AUTHORESS ADESEWA)
THEME: MY FIRST DAY IN COLLEGE.
San Diego, California.
“Please, can you tell me how I can locate the administrative building”. I said to a white brunette who packed her hair in a ponytail.
“it is the second building by your right. It is beside the college shopping mall” she said.
“Thanks so much”. I said to her as I made my way to the place she just described to me.
I got to the administrative building and I went to the registrar’s office. The registrar is a short man with a protruding belly. He is probably in his late forties and he has a bald head.
“Good morning sir. I’m a new student and my name is Zakiyah Adams”. I said.
“Have your seat over there” he said pointing at one of the visitor’s chairs. I sat down and wait for him to finish whatever he was doing on his system.
After a while he printed out my timetable for me. He also gave me a copy of the college’s map and a temporary ID card and he asked me to come for the permanent one in a weeks time.
“Welcome to the university of California, San Diego. I hope you have a nice time here” he said as I stood up.
“Thanks sir”. I said and made my way out of the office.
Written by Authoress Adesewa
I checked my wristwatch and I saw that it’s already 8:20am. I can’t believe I’m already late for class on my first day.
I checked my timetable and I was having CHE 212 at College theatre room5. I wonder where that might be.
I was still going through the map to see if I can locate the lecture theatre when someone bumped into me causing my map, timetable and ID card to fall off my hands.
I looked up and saw a very tall guy glaring at me. I was expecting him to apologise but what he did next shocked me.
“Next time, look where you are going to, I know you are covering your head but must you also close your eyes” the guy said.
I am so angry, surprised and mad all at once. I wasn’t even the one who bumped into him, he was the one who almost run me down.
“Hey idiot, I don’t know if you’ve always been stupid or you’re just practising your stupidity because the last time I checked, you were the one who bumped into me and not the other way round”. I said.
I bent and packed my things on the floor and marched off in search of the lecture venue.
To say I’m mad at the world is an understatement.
Firstly, I have to remember the stupid post a foolish pest posted on the school blog about me dating her. Can you just imagine, a whole me dating her. If she were to be the only girl left on this planet, I’d rather be celibate.
Secondly, I had to receive a call from my dad telling me about a stupid family dinner on Tuesday. I will have to see the people I detest most in this world which is Pamela Austin (my stepmom) and Wyatt Roman (my step brother).
To cap it all, my freaking car that was perfectly fine this morning suddenly have to break down in front of the Admin office.
Now tell me, isn’t that just great?
I was still burning in anger when I ran into a black girl on Hijab.
I don’t know why the Muslim folks like covering their head though.
After the exchange of words with the girl I just walked to my class.
Written by Adesewa
“Mr Austin, why are you just coming to my class? “. Mr Raymond asked. He is the chemistry lecturer and he doesn’t tolerates lateness in his class so I know I’m in hot mess.
“My car broke down on the way”. I said to him.
“Have your seat but next time don’t come late to my class. The only reason I’m pardoning you is because yoy are always punctual”. Mr Raymond said.
Thank God for small mercies. I thought he was gonna send me out of his class.
I sat down and quickly scanned the class searching for my besties with my eyes.
I saw Jace listening to Mr Ray but Brayden was pressing his phone. He is a phone freak in case you are wondering.
I brought out a book and I was jotting some points Mr Raymond made when I heard him say “young lady, why are you just coming to my class? ”
I look up and I was surprised to see that it was the same girl I had an encounter with on my way to class. I can’t believe we are in the same department, but come to think of it I know everyone in my department so why haven’t I seen her before. I wondered.
“We are having a new student in the department”. I remembered Jace’s word from last night.
Oh, so she is the new girl and I already have a clash with her. I remember telling my friends I’d be the first person to sleep with her but we’d see about that later.
THEME: I AM NOT YOUR BOYFRIEND
San Diego, California
“Young lady, why are you just coming to my class? ” the lecturer I met in the class asked.
I noticed everyone was staring at me so I felt embarrassed and I wish the ground could just swallow me up.
“I’m a new student sir, so I went to the administrative block for my clearance”. I explained in a small voice.
“A new student in 200 level? ” he asked incredulously.
“Yes sir”. I replied still using my small voice.
“Okay, go and have your seat and don’t ever come late to my class again” he said.
“Thank you sir”. I said and made my way to the back of the class to find an empty seat.
I tried as much as possible to concentrate on the lecture but it was impossible because I found myself remembering the idiot I encountered a while ago.
I was so glad when the lecturer left the class and I wss free to listen to some Nasheeds (songs of praise). I listen to Nasheeds to clear my head because it brings me closer to God and I usually forget about my problems when I’m listening to it.
I was listening to “your beauty” by Hamza Robertson when I felt a light tap on my shoulder. I turned to see a familiar face smiling at me.
It was the brunette who directed me to the administrative building.
Written by Adesewa.
“Hi, it’s nice to see you again” the brunette said.
“Same here, don’t tell me you’re also in this department”. I said to her.
“Sure, by the way I’m Scarlett Anderson” she said offering me her hand for a handshake.
“Nice name, I’m Zakiyah Adams but call me Kiyah”. I said.
“I love your name, hope you don’t mind me becoming your friend” Scarlett said.
“I don’t mind, the pleasure is mine”. I replied.
We were still chatting when another lecturer entered. The lecturer came to teach us about the morphology of some plants and the class was quite interesting.
I don’t have any lecture again so I’m planning to just go straight to my hostel.
It’s already 1pm so I have to observe Solatul Zuhr (the second prayer out of the five daily prayers observed by muslims).
“Bye, Scarlett. See you tomorrow”. I said as I was about to leave.
“So soon?are you not going to grab some lunch before going home” she asked.
“Nope, I have to go to my hostel now cos I have to pray”. I said to her but she just stared at me blankly.
“I don’t get, isn’t it only on Fridays that Muslims pray?” Scarlett asked.
“No, we pray five times daily but the Friday prayer is a special one”. I explained.
“Okay, don’t let me delay you. We’d see each other tomorrow” she said.
“Yes, bye”. I said and walked out of the class.
Immediately mr Raymond left the class I called Claire and asked her to come to my class. She came ten minutes later.
“Hi sweetheart” she said while showing off her pearly white teeth.
“Hey, what did you mean by the stunt you pulled online”. I asked her.
“I don’t understand you Xav” she said pouting.
“Stop pretending, I’m giving you just five minutes to delete the post”. I said.
“Why should I delete it? ” she asked stupidly.
“Do I have to spell it out for you? I am not your boyfriend and I will never be. I had a one night stand with you doesn’t make you my girlfriend”. I said to her.
“Xav, I know you love me but you don’t want to show it” she said defiantly.
“Keep deluding yourself. You were a one night stand and that’s what you’d remain”. I said to her.
She started shedding crocodile tears which wasn’t getting to me at all.
“By the way, don’t forget to inform all the people you already bragged to that I’m not your boyfriend”. I said.
I left her standing in front of my class and I entered my class just in time to see Ms Rose leaving.
I felt a bit bad that I missed the lesson cos I know the lecture must have been interesting but on the other hand I’m happy I already put Claire in her place.