Anna's povWe were in Physics class and it was extra boring. I normally hated Physics but in the case, Mrs. Kyle's teaching was making me hate it even more. I looked around me to see that more than half the class was already asleep. Great, just great. I was seated in the middle row, by the window, as always. Vanessa sat beside me, on my left since the window was on my right. Brooke was in the front row, paying attention like her life depended on it. "I'm bored. I want to sleep", I whispered to Vanessa when Mrs. Kyle turned to face the board. "Don't", she whispered back with a tone of warning. I rolled my eyes. "But why? Half the class is already sleeping", I said. "Anna, I'm warning you. Don't do it. You'll thank me later", she said and resumed taking notes. Wait, what? She had been taking notes the whole time while I stared out the window?

Kimberly's POVI stood there shocked looking like the complete idiot I was. So this was the Siromani girl I had been waiting for? It felt unbelievable. As if the shame of denying her identity was not enough, the whole school was siding with her as if they wanted to beat me up including the seniors.  That was a first. Seniors in Regis High were known to themselves and their cliques and did not entangle themselves in matters thar didn't involve them directly. This current grade also followed that unspoken rule. Actually, they followed it to the last letter.  Regis High School was one of the best schools in New York. Their students were seen and known as models wherever they went. We always came out in competitions whether academic or sports. Here, students were known to mind their business unless in matters that involved their grade mates or one or two friends in other grades. Different grades never mixed,

Anna's POVWhen I got tired of thinking of the locker incident, I got off from my bed and walked to my reading table. I had my parents put it in for me since they had forgotten I was a student and would be needing one.  There were about four subject notebooks waiting for me there, each with its own assignment. The first was Physics, then French, Biology and AP Math. I worked for about an hour until my brain could take no more. There were still Biology and AP Math left but I just could not take anymore. I stood up and went into the bathroom. When I came out, I saw the tray Kathy used to serve me and the girls lunch. It made absolutely no sense to wait for her to come to take it, so I gathered the plates in an arranged manner so that they looked neat and neither would they fall. At least I could use that as a distraction from both my homework and the incident that was bothering me. "Hey Kathy," I said when I en

Anna's POVDear diary,Hello there. I'm sorry for not keeping in touch. I hope you can forgive me. Since we moved to America, I have been rather busy. You know, I have never been one who enjoyed traveling let alone moving to a place I've visited only twice. Apart from that, I've been having troubles of my own, lots of troubles. Dear diary, who exactly did I offend? Is it my ancestors or what? Are they angry that we refused to be Muslim? Is this their way of punishing us? To be specific, is this their way of punishing me? It seems that trouble manages to find me regardless of where I am on this planet. I don't know if I should just disappear and never come back or if I should move to Mars. First, it started with Auntie Kayla. Never in my wildest dreams would I have believed that she would take her hatred so far. Well, I did see it coming, I saw it in my dreams but I refused to believe it. I desperately wanted to believe that I w

Anna's POV I contemplated whether to answer Anas' call or not. What he said earlier hurt me to my marrow. I picked up anyway. Might as well hear what he had to say. "Ameera, I'm sorry," was the first thing he said. "Why would you talk like that, Anas? Yes, I haven't called you in a while but is that a reason to say all those things?" He sighed. "The thing is, you've been talking to Niya and Ahmed about something that's going on in your school. They talked about it today but they were surprised that you hadn't told me about it and question me on whether we had an argument. I felt odd."I could see where his explanation was headed. He must have felt left out that I had been talking all my problems over with only Haniya and Ahmed. He undoubtedly felt like I had decided not to trust him any longer. "Anas," I said softly, "you are like the brother I don't have. Why wou