"Art is about what lives inside you..."

Neenah's POV

The football game just started and we watched the game together, sitting on a bench, side by side.

Okay, so when I mean side by side I actually mean five people can sit comfortably in the gap between us.

He looked handsome in jeans and a plain white T-shirt, a black jacket worn over it. He watched the game in full concentration while I ogled at him.

"It's a goal" he told me smiling.

"Uhm...so when I said I don't know anything about football...I might have lied a bit..." I spoke playing with the hem of my pink dress. I know I look awful in this dress, I just wore it because Meenah kept nagging me to.

He smiled and said "I know"

Oh God! His smile. I blushed hard until I felt my cheeks hot.

"The king's play well" I finally spoke.

"But the Najim's play better" he defended his team.

I mentally pictured Meenah was walking around the school typing on her phone and chewing gum as usual. We were that close that we get to know what the other is doing.

"Uhm...I should check on Meenah...I'd be right back" I said and he nodded. As soon as I stood up, the bench acted like a pivot was holding it, and Naasar fell down. I realized we were both sitting at the edges of the bench.

"Ya Allah! Are you okay?"

"I'm fine" he said with a small laugh and then got up, dusting off sand from his body.

I laughed hard without any second thought. He also laughed along with me, making the people behind us stare at us.

"I should check on Meenah" I said after I zoned out from laughing to looking at the sand on his forehead.

"Neenah! Oh there you are" Meenah marveled.

The football match was amazing. The king scored two goals and the Najim's scored five goals.

I could notice the smile on Naasar's face when his team won.

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Meenah' POV.

My phone rang and I stood up to get some quiet room to answer.

"Hello" I spoke to the unknown ID.

"Who the hell is speaking" A woman yelled into the phone.

"Ma'am I think you need to learn some manners...you can't call my number and start being rude"

"Girl! What do you think you are doing with my son's phone? Who are you?" She barked.

"Ma'am" I started trying to calm myself from insulting this insolent lady. "Please go find your glasses and check the number you called. This is a wrong number"

"You mannerless..." she thundered and I ended the phone call.

Stupid woman. She spoiled my mood for no reason.

I glanced at my iPhone X and my pink phone pouch was missing. Looking intently at the phone, my eyes bulged.

This is not my phone.

My lips formed an O as I connected the dots.

I collided with a curly haired boy, our phone slipped, he picked them up, and we exchanged phones.

And I insulted his mother. Way to go Meenah.

"Calm down Meenah. Breathe. Now you have to find the boy and give him back his phone. But the question is where will I find him? Ya Allah!"I pondered to myself.

I went back to the football field, my eyes bulging out of their sockets looking for the weird clumsy curly haired guy who exchanged our phones.

"Was it intentional, or did he really not notice?" I thought to myself as I pushed myself through the crowd of cheerleaders, looking for the clumsy handsome guy.

I think I saw him wearing our school's football jersey.

I spotted Nasaar and Neenah at the far end of the football field bench chatting and laughing as I rushed to them panting heavily.

"Neenah! Oh there you are" I marveled.

"Ya salaam, Meenah what on earth is happening with you? Who is chasing you? What have you done again?"

"I lost my phone!!" I said cutting off her long speech.

"Where? Did you remember where you left it?"

"No not that I lost it the way normal people do. It got exchanged with someone else phone." I said with a bit strain of anger in my voice.

"Okay! calm down, you mean to say your phone got exchanged with someone's and now your have someone's phone with you while the stranger has your phone?" Nasaar inquired with one brow raised confusingly.

"Yes" I beamed, slopping down on the bench.

"Then just call your phone number and tell the stranger you got his/her phone." He said

"That's a good idea Nasaar, give me a sec, I will just make the phone call. You guys should carry on with whatever you are doing, sorry for the interruption." I smirked.

I scurried to the north side of the field where I could get an uninterrupted phone call with the weird clumsy guy.

First ring, no answer.
Second ring, no answer.
Third ring, no answer.

I gave up and decided I will try again later.

" I can't lose my phone, it has all my personal informations, stuff and private things. I just hope this guy is honest enough to return it. Meanwhile I still have his phone with me, so I can blackmail him into returning my phone to me.

I can maybe even get his address in his phone if I search well.

I drove us back home. Neenah feeling anxious all through the ride. All I was thinking of was how to get my phone back from that clumsy guy.

We got home. As I was parking the car in the car porch I got a call, I ignored it thinking it was the clumsy's guy mum again. But when the call came again I had no choice but to answer it.

"Hello" I whispered through the phone.

"Hello! Please who am I speaking with." A very musky and calm voice replied.

"Emm..emm.. I think we kind of exchange phones when we bumped into each other in school earlier." I said.

"Yes that's it, I'm still in school can you please come over to the chemistry lab, I'm over there so we can both have our phones back ."

"Oh no...I left school minutes ago and I can't go back." I bawled sadly.

"Okay. No problem tomorrow is Monday, so we could meet here tomorrow." He said calmly.

"No I can't stay without my phone for that long." I whined

"What!! That's hilarious, seriously, okay then just give me your address I will drop by and return the phone. Is that okay with you?" He said suppressing a laughter.

"Yes, you're a savior, after all you exchanged our phones. Well this can be a kind of punishment for what you did." I smirked though he can't see me.

"It's done I will be at your house by nine." He said before disconnecting the line.

I can't help to smile to myself. The clumsy curly haired handsome guy is coming to meet me.

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