70 Days; Chapter 2

This chapter is dedicated to the one and only @MeriamArif, who has been an amazing supporter, and is actually one of the most adorable girls I have ever spoken to! Enjoy it, Meriam!

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"U-h-h-h, Deena, let's go." I said, grabbing her hand. She was looking the opposite way, admiring the tight place she brought us to.

Still unclear, the five of them were a meter away from the two of us.

Deena turned her head, and as two of the men took ahold of our arms, her eyes widened.

I decided to scream, since I was the only one capable of doing so.

"Help!!!!!!"

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A giggle was audible.

It was familiar.

It was Deena's.

I was too terrified to even reply.

"Will you shut up? It's only them!" she spoke as she allowed the guy's arm sit upon her shoulders.

Turns out those 'guys' were people she 'knew'.

I was shocked.

I was angry.

"Are you joking?!" I questioned, my tone appearing louder.

"Calm down!" she ordered. "It was only a prank!"

"Oh, hahahaha!" I replied laughing, trying to not show that I was somewhat a furious little puppy. If I did give a face indicating rage, a bleeding face, caused by Deena's sharp nails, would be what I'd receive. Everything, and everyone must follow her ways, the ways she desires.

Moments later, one of the guys' phone rang.

Few seconds after that, a brand new voice was able to be heard from around the corner, as if he were the one that called.

As he was visible, I realized he was the one I spotted in the desert, uninvolved in a conversation with other boys.

"Hey.." he said as he lay eyes on the two girls, which happened to be us, standing beside the five guys.

Six against two. Great.

"Why so late?" The tough guy questioned our new visitor. He was wearing a training suit, which was quite suitable for our mild weather. I tend to not feel chilly very quickly, which is my I wore a summer-like, causal outfit.

"Forgive me, I was with Safiya, she asked me to spend half the day with her." he responded.

My face was careless, as it was implied.

"Here!" one of the guys threw a pack of cigarettes.

"Ah- no thank you," he refused.

From that point, a feeling crawled down my spine, giving me the shivers.

I was exhilarated. He's just like me!

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Sitting against some crevice wall scrolling down my timeline, I looked up. Everyone's thoughts were occupied. And beside one of the aggresive-looking guys, stood the new one, he looked at me, and made his approach.

"Jade, right?" he asked.

"Yeah, how'd you know?" I answered.

"Deena.."

"Oh, right.." I once again answered.

I showed no attention whatsoever.

"So... Why aren't you with Deena, over there?" he pointed.

"Why? Am I supposed to?" I asked confusingly.

"Well.. I figured, if you were her best friend, you'd be with her at all times.. You know because I've heard you're like sisters.."

"We may be like sisters, but Deena's character is nowhere near mine, I'm not like- that." I replied looking at her, cuddling between two guys, smoking from the same cigar.

"Aha.. So you claim to be different?" raising his left eyebrow, he asked.

"Yes."

"How old are you?" he asked.

"Just turned 18, and you?"

"Same. Got any plans for university?" he questioned.

"Leaving in about a month!"

"Where to?"

"London. How about you?"

"Australia!"

"What distance!" I thought.

Seconds on silence took place, he spoke after that.

"I'm Rashed, by the way,"

"I'm Jade," I smiled.

"I know, hahaha, remember, I asked?"

Embarrassment conquered my forgetful head.

"Oh, yeah-"

"So, why aren't you with those guys, exactly?" I said additionally.

"Not really the 'smoking' type," he responded with the grin, as though he was very fond of the way he was raised.

I ignored him, I showed no interest.

"Oooooooooh, Rashed and Jade!" we heard the others screaming.

Rashed didn't care look back, instead, he stared at me, "Don't worry, I'm not like that, I'm not like my friends, either. Don't listen."

Once again I gave him no attention nor interest.

His phone rang, and as he took a few steps further away from me, he said, "Well, Jade, it was really nice meeting you, but I've got to go. Let's hang out sometime?"

"Sure, bye!" I responded.

And we both parted our ways, leaving the rest to fate.