I gingerly got into the front seat of Naasir’s car.
”Super-M for lunch?” he inquired.
”Breakfast. I was late so I didn’t have time to have my breakfast.” I said, peeling off the foil cover and taking a long sip.
”Nice.” He suddenly grinned at me. ”No eggs and sausages in a lunchbox somewhere?”
”Haha very funny.” I took another large gulp of my chocolate milk.
He shot a sideways glance at me. ”So…”
I knew what was coming. He wanted to talk about what happened yesterday. But I really didn’t want to get into it with him so early in the morning.
So I did what usually works in situations like these. I played dumb.
”About your Facebook status..”
Shit. He just dived right in. Oh well, might as well talk it out and get over with it.
”What about it? I already apologized for it, even though my only crime was not being careful enough with my Facebook security.”
”Yeah I know. Chill man, I’ve realized that you wouldn’t do something so stupid.”
”So what’s the issue? Just trying to further embarrass me?”
”No man! I’m just curious.”
”Curious about what?”
”Who do you think did that? Used your account and posted a bogus status..?”
”You really don’t know? Isn’t it obvious?” I stared at him incredulously. ”Dude, you’re dating her.”
”What, Zaakira? No, she wouldn’t do something so immature.”
”Then obviously you don’t know her as well as you think you do.”
”Okay fine let’s just day that it is Zaakira. What motive would she have for doing something so pointless?”
”You honestly can’t see it?”
He looked at me again. Searching.
”Fine, I’ll tell you, but this doesn’t leave this car. Got it?”
”Well, firstly, we have history. Remember when she dated Zaid in school? That’s when I registered on her radar. As a threat. She wasn’t very happy bout the fact that Zaid and I were so close so she punked me – and not in the funny haha way – to make me fear her. Long story short, I got my own back and Zaid dumped her for being toxic. And she blamed me for Zaid dumping her. Long story short, that’s why she’s had a personal vendetta against me since then. It’s the reason why she’s so opposed to you being friends with me.”
I said my bit, so I finished drinking the rest of my Super-M. Naasir said nothing after my telling him the cold hard truth about his girlfriend. He stared straight ahead and continued driving. I studied his profile. He seemed unusually tense, as if he was thinking about something that caused him pain, his hands clenched on the steering wheel.
Just when the silence was becoming too awkward for me to handle, he spoke, in a quiet voice.
”She told me that SHE dumped him because he was pressuring her to do things with him that she wasn’t comfortable with.”
”WHAT? Zaid would never do something like that. I’ve known him since we were kids He’s a lot of bad things, but he’s decent.”
”I don’t know what to think Kay. I’ll have to speak to Zaakira”
”You think I’m making all this up? God, I should never have trusted you.”
We were mostly silent for the rest of the ride.
When I got to the office, I went straight to my work computer and programmed it to never keep me logged on – to Facebook and any other site where I have accounts.
Next, I needed to confront Zaakira.
I did it at lunch.
I waited until she went to the loo (which she did everyday at – lunch to fix her makeup).
I followed her into the bathroom. Yeah I know, I was acting all stalkerish, but what could I do? I needed to talk to this girl and I needed to do it soon.
When I entered, she was putting on mascara, mouth open (how is it that when anybody puts on mascara, their mouth always opens wide?)
I dived straight into the crux of it. ”Why did you do it?”
”Do what?” She feigned innocence, failing to conceal the smug smile that appeared on her face.
”You know what I’m talking about. The status update on Facebook yesterday.”
”Oh. That.” Her smug smile evolved into a Cheshire cat grin.
”You can’t say I didn’t warn you. You messed with me, I messed with you.”
”How the hell did I mess with you!” I was furious now.
”You did not stay away from Naasir when I told you to do so. Should have listened to me Kay. Now you’ve gotta face the consequences.”
”Naasir and I are merely friends! How long will it take for that to penetrate your thick skull?!
And anyways, You have absolutely no right to tell me who and who not to befriend!”
”Oh why don’t you go running to Naasir about your tale of how I sabotaged you. He’d never believe you. I’ve got him wrapped around my little finger.”
”You know what Zaakira? I’m so sick of you. I’m gonna get back at you if it’s the last thing I do. You messed with me one too many times. I’m gonna get you good. You should be terrified.”
A fleeting look of fear passed on her face. ”Hahaha scared of you? Oh puh-leez! You’re as scary as a bunny.”
”Just remember, bunnies are EVIL with a capital E.” On that note, I spun on my heel and exited the bathroom. It wasn’t the best of parting lines, but it would have to do.
As I exited, to the left stood Naasir.
Seems like I wasn’t the only one who knew off Zaakira’s makeup routine. He was probably waiting for Zaakira. The bathroom walls were paper-thin and we weren’t exactly quiet in there.
How much had he heard?
Just then Zaakira came out from the bathroom.
Her face went so pale that her foundation and blush looked like clown makeup.
After a long moment of silence, Naasir finally spoke, looking pointedly at both of us.
”We need to talk.”