The Quirky Tale Of Michelle Chapter 5 :-

Heyy I know its been a LONG time since I posted but I'll be posting more now :$

I might be stopping the blog cause I feel that there are practically no readers w m7d 3ajbah but I don't know.

Enjooyy xx
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"Michelle" suddenly , mohammeds voice boomed from a distance. Both abdullah and I nearly jumped , and he looked at me in horror. I looked at him back with the same amount intensity of horror. Oh no. Abdullah and mohammed didn't get along well. Mohammed shouldn't see abdullah and me together in a room like this because that would just be a rexipe for his bersek-

" Oh , fuck " abdullah's curse confirmed that he was thinking about the same thing.

Mohammed was talking to the nurse outside our room , but I knew that it was just matters of minutes before he went inside. I could hear them talking about my condition. But as there was a pause between them , I saw abdullah coming towards me.

" Don't faint again" he said again as he took the blanket. " For god's sake , please don't faint again "

"O-Okaay" I said , horrified at what he was about to do.

Totally unexpectedly , ryder got on the bed and covered himself with the blanket. I was about to scream , but his hand quickly slid up to cover my mouth. The feel of his torso on my side , of his body heat combining with mine , and not to mention his palm over my lips , was overwhelming my head , sending me waced and waced of desperation. I was in the verge of fainting again.

" Weirdo , Hey , weirdo ! " Abdullah was calling for me from behind the blanket. His face was alarmingly close. " Pretend that I'm not here "

I only stared at him with widened eyes that I hoped would convey at least half of my misery. This much contact with a boy was something that I hadn't experienced. This much contact with a boy called abdullah alxx was beyond my wildest nightmare.

" Or just think that I'm a teddy bear " he said. " I know you have a few back of them on your bed at home "

My mouth was hanging open in disbelief , when I heard the voice of my brother coming. Oh god. So here we do. Michelle alxx was going to act that abdullah alxx , bad boy , was just harmless , a Mr.Teddy. Not only that , I needed to accomplish in front of my brother , who was said boy's eternal enemy. The worst part of it ? He was on the same bed as me , and our limbs had tangled so much it felt like cobweb.

With the way my body consciousness were affected with his closness , HOW COULD I POSSIBLY DO THAT ?

" Have you gotten fat ? " Was the first thing mohammed said to me upon laying his eyes on me . My breathing halted , my gaze fearfully tore down to what was actually happening under the blanket.

I widened my eyes as big as I could manage. Hoping he would notice that there was something fishy about this. But , my brother was far from being observant

Instead , my dear twin brother was showing me all of his teeth " Hey , mich . So I have anything on my teeth ? I'm going to have a quick meet up with kayla in about five "

I examined his mouth and found that there was a tiny bit of freen slipped in between his teeth , but since I was afraid that I'd start screaming if I talked , I just shook my head no.

" Cool , so what's up with you ? Its not even the first period the nurse said you fainted ? "

" Well , it was because ... I was devastated .. " I said slowly.

Mohammed nodded slowly , his eye brows closed up together in full concentration " and why is that ? "

" Becauusee ... " I blinked trying to find a reason. " Because , today is wheat day but mom gave my milk strawberry instead of granola "

" Ouch " mohammed gave me a sympathetic look , aside from my parent , he was the only one who could understand my needs to have days in which I would only eat food with certain ingredients.

" So because you're so .. Devastitate ? What is that word again ? "

" Devastated ? "

" Whatever , you fainted because of that ? "

" April .. " He said as he got closer to me and stared at my face , I bit my lower lip.

" You are so fucking weird .... " My brother shook his head. " Its a good thing you share my looks , or else people would bully you all the time "

I stared back at him.

" Anyway , I just want to let you know , sister , that my friend andrew offered you a ride home today "

" Oh really ? "

" Yeah I'm having football practice so I'll be coming home late . You can go home with andrew he's a nice guy " mohammed grinned.

" Soo , yeah. I'm running late , see ya at dinner, sister " the moment he turned his back from me , abdullah shiftd his head , his hand slid up the blanket , read to toss it out from the pocture. But right before mohammed closed the door , my brother poked his head back in.

It was really the most awkward momen when I shoved abdullah's face under the blanket. I thought I might have stabbed his nostrils at the process.

" By the way , mich " mohammed voice because softer " Andrew's a good friend of mine so , you know , be nice to him ? "

" I'm nice to him " I said " I gave his half of my sandwich yesrerday and I didn't let him bring my books in between the classes because they were too heavy and I know andrew needs to preserve his energy for football practice "

" Poor guy " mohammed cringed " anyway , just be nice to him. Don't shoot him down as badly as you usually do "

I was still trying to figure out what mohammed meant when abdullah popped his head out.

" The blondie idiot likes you , weirdo "

I took a peek at my fingers , searching for boogers.

" And I cleaned my nose this morning" abdullah added as he realized what I was doing . He got out of bed and ran his hand over his hair , creating the messy i-dont-care-but-really-i-actually-do kind of look.

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The Quirky Tale Of Michelle Chapter 4 :-

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" What the hell are you talking about ? " Abdullah put a hand on my should and turned me around so that I was facing him.

He wrinkled his nose when he saw that all ten of my fingers were inside my mouth in a sad attempt to control the quivering.

" You can .. You can take out all of your fingers , neighbor. I'm not going to bite." He said , amused and disgusted at the same time.

" Now , we need to talk " he said again as if he was trying to comunicate with a starfish.

" Oh-uh" I shood my head.

" No. Please ? Scared I am. Talk we never " I hated myself for letting my Yoda-mode take control over me.

" Its about this morning " he took a glance at my friends who were both one second away from drooling.

" Can I kidnap your friend for five minutes ? Its kinda important " neither marcy or corrine looked like they were capable of answering.

" Cool" abdullah said , before then , he once again shocked me by grabbing my elbow , and dragging me with him.

" Let's talk here " abdullah said. " We'll have more privacy "

My whole existence wasn't built for this.

In my whole seventeen years of living , I hadn't slppent even one second preparing myself for this kind of experience. Talking with boys was a daily chore. Talking with bad boys was torture. Talking with bad boys in a very secret historical area was .. It was just more than torture.

And so my defensive self took over , and I did something I never thought I would.

I fell into abdullah's arms , and the moment my head crashed against his chest , I lost consciousness.

So much for talking to the bad boy for the first time.

" Are you awake now ? "

Technically I hadn't been awake because my eyes were still closed , but for a while I'd been able to hear things out and got back my feelings in all of my senses.

What I heard wasn't just a voice of a guy , but a guy who was the source of my fainting.

Abdullah Rashed alxx.

My voice chords gave out a whimper that I caught before my lips could voice it out. I can do it animal style.

Play dead. Play dead was the only way to go , I shut my eyes tight and moved on the bed.

Wait.

I'm on a bed ?

I tried to look at my surrounding while having shut eyes , cause you know .. I'm playing dead.

Whose bed ? Where am I ?!

Oh god. Abdullah mentioned to my friends that he was going to kidnap me. He couldn't really go down with the idea , right ?

RIGHT ?

" Hey " there were sounds of him shuffling closer to me , before long , I felt his hand on my shoulder-

EEEEEEEEEEKKKK-

" Okay if you would stop acting like I'm some kind of serial killer " abdullah sounded offended as he pulled his hand away from me.

I opened my eyes , He looked angry.

" I pulled up the blanket to cover half of my face. This time , I was forcing my mouth to say sorry but my mouth was refusing to say anything.

So I was stuck with " Urmmrummrrummm"

He cocked an eye brow at me.

" What the hell are you trying to say ? "

" Y-You look " I swallowed my breath , a little bit surprised my voice found me " scary .. "

Abdullah let out a muted curse word as his fingers messaged the skin in between his eyes.

Maybe I should try to be nice with him.

But then , I saw a glimpse of a skull tattoo on his arms , I found my fear for him returning.

" You know what ? You're actually the first girl who'd described me as ' scary ' " abdullah went back to the seat on the corner of the room. " Most would say something in between 'Handsome' and 'Asshole' "

Oh god , yoda mode again.

" Handsome you are , scary also. "

What ?

" What ? " He looked weirded out " neighbor , you need to stop watching star wars. I counted that you watched it like , 5 times already , and that's only in this month " he sighed.

Since I still couldn't trust my voice to say anything without causing me more embarrassment , I just nodded

" You're in the clinic " abdullah said " the nurse is outside in case you're afraid of me. There will be witness and all that shit , so pull down the blanket and for god's sake , try not to freak out when having a conversation with me "

Slowly , I pulled down the blanket.

" Good , that's the first step " abdullah looked satisfied " now. Talk normal "

" I'm trying " I said.

" Good. Good. This is so much like a training dog , only you're a girl"

I pouted at the comparison he made " I'm a girl , I can do things dogs can't do "

It took abdullah exactly three seconds to get over his shock that I could actually speak like a real human being. He raised both his eye brows and his stare got intense " and what is that , hmm ? "

" I can do maths " I said. " I can sing , even though I'm not x factor worthy. I can walk with the two of my feet the whole time. HA ! I bet no dog can do that."

He sighed again as he said in a low voice " I should have known " and then , in a normal voice , he said to me " I was trying to flirt but clearly you don't understand what that is "

Huh ?

" Whatever " he sighed again.

Either it was part of his niches or he really was frustrated.

" So how should I call you ? No offense , but I only know you as Cocksucker's sister."

I blinked fast as the dirty word registered my brain " C-c-c-c-cuckoosucker ? "

My nervous tick amused him because now he was smiling.

" That's how I call mohammed. By the way , I really hate your brother."

" Does he know you call him that way ? " I asked.

" Yeah , that's our terms of hatred " he said smiling.

" Anyway , you got a name , weirdo ? "

" Its Mishael , but you can call me michelle cause I know that its hard for you with your accent to pronounce I letter that we have but you don't , so call me michelle. " I said fast , and in only one breath.

Then I realized he was also saudi ..

" Cool, " he nodded once , " So , Weirdo-"

" Um , its Michelle ? " I said again incase he misheard.

" Weirdo, " abdullah insisted and now I'd realized he wasn't going to call my name anytime soon. " So about what you saw this morning .. "

I braced myself to hear the worst:

' I'm going to lock you up so that word won't come out .. WEIRDO!'

Or

' I'm going to slit your weird mouth into an even weirder shape ... WEIRDO!'

" I'm so sorry for what you had to hear all of those years " is what he said.

And no , WEIRDO.

Wait , my imagination felt a bit too big.

He was a man of tought act , he wouldn't be apologizing to me.

I went off thinking about stuff.

I find it amusing that were both saudi but none of us mentioned that or even talk. Arabic , like at all.

" Hey , are you even listening to me ?" He asked.

" You were ... You were apoligizing to me ? " I needed to confirm that it wasn't imagination.

" Well , yeah .. Its not something that is appropriate to be heard , specially for years " he said as he put his hand up and ruffled his hair.

It looked to soft and shiny , and so black.

He was defiantly a looker , Perfectly arched , thick dark eye brows , straight , thin Nose, High cheekbones and strong jaws.

Before I knew it , I was already asking him a question " do you pluck your eye brows ? "

He stared at me , I stared back waiting for an answer.

" Yes , I do" he finally answered with another sigh.

" Can you teach me ? "

At this question , abdullah smirked. " You do realize that teaching you to pluck your eye brows would require me to stand close to you ? " As he said it he scooted closer to e,

" Even closer than that .. " Abdullah said in an undertone , and he inched even closer , until our skin almost met.

Finally I let out a whimper and he backed away his face was a mix of amusement and frustration " seriously , weirdo. I don't get why you act like yore allergic to me "

" I'm not .. I'm not allergic to you " it was hard to speak.

" its just that ... I'm not good at dealing with ... People like you "

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The Quirky ale Of Michelle Chapter 3 :-

Soo this is chapter 3 and I'm actually enjoying this blog , and I know some of you might not like it cause its all english but that's why I wrote it ..

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When mohammed and I reached school grounds , we seperated ways , mohammed gave me a slap on the back before he strolled off to the somersaulting cheerleaders and laughing jocks , and I went to my friends. Well , fafe to say that I only had two friends in this whole school because most people considered me too weird to be friends with.

Corrine and macy were my only hope in this school.

Corrine was a sciene lover , and nearly everything she said was related and/or forcefully dripping with sciene. As loving as she was to sciene , she also loved to be seen as a hipster/quirky , and that's why the black rimmed glasses , ( even though she didn't need it ) and the always presence beanie.

Like corrine , macy was another sciene genuis. Both of them were on the top of the school ranking every year. ( Suprisingly abdullah was also on the top 10 ) and both had made a pact that whoever got first rank this year would pay for the other for the annual sciene convention.

Corrine was Was a wannabe hipster . But marcy didn't even bother dressing up , showing up with sweat pants and/or pajamas. I even wondered if showered at all , because there were days where her hair looked really greasy , but she said it was oil for treatment.

She never believed that some people just couldn't stand the smell of it , and assumed the reason why nobody wants to be friends with her was because her brains were bigger than the rest of the schooll's combined.

Well .. At least she was confident.

" Michelle what do you think ? " One of them asked me.

I stared at both of them blankly.

Even though I was very fond of them , I could never really understand what they were talking about.

To be honest , I felt like patrick the star whenever I hung out with them.

Then , corrine started bouncing up and down as she started sputtering equations.

Yep , Difinitley patrick the star.

The thing with me is I really couldn't belong with anyone. I was dyslexic at sports , and so cheerleading and girls soccer was out. I wasn't good at being mean and flipping hair , so I couldn't join the pretty play girls. I also wasn't asian or latino or even spanish , and these people usually like to talk with their own people in my school.

Only corrine and marcy were willing to speak to me , and if their only requirements to count me their friend was getting straight A's , Then straight A's that is.

All of a sudden both marcy and corrine stopped talking about sciene. There were only two reasons why they stopped talking about their passions :

One; Natural disaster

Two;Cute guys

"Ohmygod , michelle. Your hot ass of neighbor Is looking at us ! " Marcy said in what she thought was a whisper.

It was loud , and everyone with good ears was able to hear her.

So it was #2 and not any random occasion of hot guys , it was abdullah.

Marcy and corrine were obsessed with him.

In a way , I was obsessed with him too , but for very different reasons , while both marcy and corrine talked about what kind of underwear he was wearing. I was more intrested in how he gets into clubs , because let's face it , he was too cute to be considered over twenty one , even with Fake I'd's.

"OHMYGOD , he looks soo cute " Whispered Corrine.

They really didn't know how to react around boys , especially hot and confident ones.

As for me , mohammed had his idiotic friends always around him , so I could manage boys better than them.

But abdullah was different. The closest I'd ever been from him was ten meters and anything closer than that ?

I went into yoda-Mode.

" Stars ,my darned " said I.

" Hey " abdullahs voice was now behind me.

I stared at the wall , he didn't say my name so there was still possibilities he was trying to talk with someone else. Maybe someone more normal. Maybe someone who hadn't just witnessed the way he and his family bickered earlier this morning.

" Hey " he tried again.

Closer , this time , and I could practically feel his breath fanned my back.

" Neighbor "

" Idontknowanyneighborsiwon'ttellanyonewhatisaw , Don't kill me , please " I was shaking all over due to fear.

There was no record of abdullah hitting women , But everyone was talking about how good he was at transforming people"s faces into unrecognizable pulps.

The Quirky Tale Of Michelle Chapter 2 :-

When I walked downstairs I was not amazed to find the whole family lurking in the kitchen for breakfast. We were morning people , after all. We loved hearing the birds chirp and adored the fresh air , magical morning moments.

Or I thought so.

Apparantly everyone but me was more intrested in the fights that happened between abdullah's family than the mornings natural occurence. It was our ' Morning Table talk ' topic. There were four people in our family . And each of them had their own favorite from Alxx's family ( abdullah's family)

We were a family of weirdos , I had to admit.

" I'm dissapointed that muna didn't have anything feminist to say this morning " my momd said.

" Someday , I swear I'd ask Rashed out for a guys night out " my Father proudly announced.

It was already the seventy seventh time he told that to us.

" Count me in dad " mohammed , my twin brother , his dad's arm lightly.

Mohammed and my father seemed to be having a good time. They both supported the Dad.

 Dad supported him , because , well , I thought it had something to do with the simiral way their gray stubble grew , and their roles as parents in the families.

And mohammed , well , mohammed supported him because he secretly wished the tragic demise of abdullah. I didn't really know how , or when the rivalry started between those two boys , but I was pretty sure it involved a few punches , kicks , and the title of the school's Bad ass.

Yes , my dear brother mohammed , who shared the same womb with me , has all the violenet genes in him.

As much as I disliked his vanity , I loved him.

" I think the fight was taking the toll to abdullah " I said , and in response nearly everyone gasped.

" Abdullah is such a rude child " my mom said.

" Did you hear how he called rashed by his name ? " My dad looked offended on his behalf.

" I want to beat abdullah into a pulp " mohammed said.

" But abdullah looks nice " i said as I ate my cereal.

Today was wheat day , so the whole family prepared cereal , pasta and lots of wheat bread for me. Mom was even generous enough to have lots of granoula on my milk , so that I didn't have to cheat on my wheat day.

Since dad was late for work he took us to school , and mom came along too after the loooonngg complains and protests that ended in advices and please don't do's

But ofcourse mom gave each of us the dreaded 'Bone-crushing-hug-at-unecessary-events'.

Is it twisted if I said I loved my family ? 

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" You're not my son , abdullah ! You're one goddamned devil " a man bellowed on the top of his lungs.

" Who would want to be your son anyways ? " Another man shouted back , his voice was a bit higher indicating his youth.

" Can you two just stop fighting " this time , a woman piped in , but instead of calming things down the two men's fight became even worse , resulting in higher voices.

Sometimes , a few slapping and clacking of objects would be heard , which meant they had started throwing things at eachother.

I rubbed my eyes sleepily. It wasn't even six-thirty in the morning , and already everything was ear-shattering. My cell phone was under my pillow , and it was supposed to ring the alarm 20 minutes later , but ofcourse the Alxx weren't kind enough to let me have my eight hours of beauty sleep.

Lately the Alx's " good morning. Fight had been my personal alarms. Most fights went down on their kitchen which was located not more than ten meters from me , the walls in our neighborhood were really thing , I tell you .

Perks of having my own personal alarm ; a sure way to get up , since their bickering were obviously a far more effective alarm than my cell phone based one.

Consequences of having my personal alarm ? I felt like I was getting wrinckles from sleepless mornings. They didn't even stop at the weekends.

" E6l3 barra elbeet abdullah " the older man shouted , it didn't take a psychologist to recognize the absolute hatred in his voice.

" Gladly , Rashed " abdullah retorted.

'Not a good option abdullah everytime you say your fathers name , the fight would last more than three days' I said to myself , as I brushed my teeth.

" I'm leaving the house , b5leeh lk " abdullah was shouting at the top of his lungs.

I would imagine abdullah's dad looked like now , flaring nostrils , red face , and the bald area of his head glinting in the light , his beard was ultra frizzy , with a bit of sweat caught in between the hair.

Okay. So I stalk my neighbors A lot. Big deal.

Abdullah had a bad habit of keeping his blinds open , our rooms were in a row so I just had to crane my neck a little to see a full view of his room.

After a fight with his dad he would pack his bag and go to school and not come home until late at night and sometimes in very bad conditions.

He was always known ans the schools Token Bad boy.

How could he not be the bad boy ? He had the dark brooding looks , he worked out regularly , and some rumors say he was involved in some underground fights which isn't comfirmed although I've seen him coming home sometimes with lots of bruises and blood covering his body.

Uhm yeah I am a stalker.

He came in the room and slammed the door , he looked hot today , well he always looks hot ..

Although he was the bad guy .. He's also known as the loner that everyone is scared off , sure girls went gaga for him but he was still a loner.

I was staring at him and I guess I said something out sould because suddenly , abdullah lifted his face and our gaze met. I gasped , but my shock was too great to let my feet move into hiding. His eyes were dark colored, although I couldn't decide the color , since I'd never met him upclose.

He looked up at me and his eyes browns rose in recognition and I did the same .I couldn't identify him because he changed too much through the past years. He used to be a happy toddler and now he was just ... Sad.

And hot.

But sad. Really sad.

" Abdullaaaaaaaaah " his dad screamed.

He started looking around for something and took out a paper from his bag which looked like a biology exam .

He Got an A By the way ..

After he finished writing , he put up the paper for me to read.

" COVER YOUR EARS IM GOING TO SAY BAD WORDS YOU DONT WANT TO HEAR "

His dad came in and they had another argument that I really couldn't hear because I had my ears covered like he told me to.

He went out of the room and his dad followed him out still screaming.

Today marked as the first day I talked to abdullah alx , and I wasn't sure if it was something I should celebrate or just plain sad ..