For Her

Chapter Eleven: Walking The Streets Of Paris

"What's wrong?" She came up to me worriedly.

"I-It's my dad... he left us." I then lost control and continued to bawl my eyes out.

My phone then buzzed along with everyone else's.

Amara, Amelia and Brenda-Room 25B

Amara, Amelia and who!?? Amy and I turned to look at each other with wide eyes. This isn't good... Ya Allah why? I turned to see Brenda and her clones Audrey and Bree glaring at both me and Amy. I could do this... I can. Hopefully none of us will kill each other.

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The moment we arrived in the hotel, Amy and I rushed to our room. As I stepped into the room I couldn't help but gasp... wow. The suite was beautiful, it was painted black with three white bed spreads, a lamp by all of the beds, three laptops and a humongous balcony."Oh my gosh, is this really our room!?" Amy squealed with a huge smile. I ran to the bed by the corner an jumped on it. I know it's childish but you know what? Who cares? Even for someone fasting I have so much energy.

"I love it!" I said while jumping."Of course you would. Aren't you into tacky rooms like this?" An annoying voice said from across the room. I looked to my right and saw none other than, her. You know her who shall not be named. She's like the Asian version of Voldemort. Yeah that's right I compared her to Harry Potter."Tsk,tsk,tsk. Look what the cat dragged in. It's a towel head and her side-kick." She added with an evil smirk playing on her tan features. Ya Allah please give me patience with this girl. One thing I've learned is that playing fire with fire will only cause you to get burned. So every time I'm around her I just try my best to bite my tongue. "Shut the he-" I covered Amelia's mouth really quickly. "She isn't worth it." I stated while staring at Brenda with nothing but annoyance. She just smirked at us and walked up to one of the beds.

"I want this one. It's right next to the window and I can see the view." She said as she took Amy's bag off and put hers down. Amelia looked like she was about to blow her top off but took slow breaths. I know what she's thinking right now and I'm glad she didn't say any of it. It's hard to hold back when Brenda is constantly pissing you off. We then heard a knock on our door and turned to see Ahmed was standing there smiling at us. "Hey Amy, mom wants to talk to you." He said as he handed her the phone. Amy quickly grabbed the phone and left the room.

"You just get hotter and hotter every time I see you, don't you?" Brenda let out a sigh as she clung on to his arm. I don't know why but I had the sudden urge to rip her hand off and feed it to snakes. What's wrong with me? "Ah, thanks?" Ahmed responded as he wiggled out of her grip. "Come on, why so shy? A good looking guy like you should be use to this." She clung on to him once again. Ahmed gave her a look which looked like he was disgusted. Who wouldn't be though? Girls like that disgust me and I'm a girl myself! I quickly turned around so I didn't have to witness this cause I just ate and I don't really feel like throwing up.