Falling like the stars- James Arthur



Two weeks and I'm back at the market alone. It was a huge risk but one I surprisingly was willing to take. I took a taxi to the market straight from school when my lecture was cancelled. Nobody knows, not even Rahma as I make my way into the crowded place stuffed with people. I walked straight to his shop and halted when I saw the lock on his door. My heart sank to my stomach as disappointment levitate to my head.



Jus then, I heard "Princess"



A smile appeared on my lips and I quickly turned concealing it as I regarded him



"Hy" I said shifting awkwardly as he made his way to the lock



"Hello. What do you want?



I kept quiet realizing the depth of his question. What do I really want? There are so many wants in my head, some that I know will never be fulfilled.



"Spices"I replied dumbly just as he opened the shop and stepped inside



H

Hopeless- Clinton Kane



We walked out of our department and I heaved a tired sigh.



"The results? Aisha, my friend said with a chuckle and I nodded



As much as mid terms weren't in my favors, that really was just an addition to what I'm feeling. It's been two weeks since I saw the sales guy. Funny how I've sat and talked with him but doesn't know his name. Even more bizarre is the connection I feel when I just met him.



My mother have been organizing tea hangouts, in conversations, women discussions and every other name she could find to name a hangout of gossip, money talks and photographs. She made attend one and I've brought up excuse to avoid every single one onwards.



I've attended in conversations before and they were nothing like what she organizes. I remember attending one that made me realize the true essence of kindness. It was a great feeling walking out of that hall

Rewrite the stars- James Arthur



It was almost a month before I went to the market with Rahma again. I have completely forgotten about the sales guy and the weird feeling he made me feel at that time. I've even forgotten about the cinnamon he gave us for free.



Not until we stopped by his shop and our eyes met again. Something familiar, something known, something strange and unpredictable passed. And I quickly looked away.



I didn't understand what was it with his eyes. What was the feeling, this understanding feeling I get whenever our eyes met.



"Thank you for the cinnamon sticks. That was unnecessary" Rahma said as I turned to glare at her.



She could be rude sometimes too.



"It was for her" He said turning to look at me as Rahma cut her gaze to me as well.



Our eyes met for a brief moment again before I looked away muttering a short "thank you"



"Well thank you. We wo

Falling like the stars- James Arthur



Two weeks and I'm back at the market alone. It was a huge risk but one I surprisingly was willing to take. I took a taxi to the market straight from school when my lecture was cancelled. Nobody knows, not even Rahma as I make my way into the crowded place stuffed with people. I walked straight to his shop and halted when I saw the lock on his door. My heart sank to my stomach as disappointment levitate to my head.



Jus then, I heard "Princess"



A smile appeared on my lips and I quickly turned concealing it as I regarded him



"Hy" I said shifting awkwardly as he made his way to the lock



"Hello. What do you want?



I kept quiet realizing the depth of his question. What do I really want? There are so many wants in my head, some that I know will never be fulfilled.



"Spices"I replied dumbly just as he opened the shop and stepped inside



He laughed "All spices?



I frowned a bit "Well no. I want cardamom and cinnamon"



He nodded and l

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