As confused as I was, I still didn't accept his friend request. However, my curious self couldn't stop me from clicking on the inbox. 

Yazan: Hey Zukroof or wait...should I say loser? :P I guess you might have accepted your defeat by now so I thought of offering you a friendly hand so that we both can forget and move on to being friends :) :) 

One thing I knew for sure was that the human body has twenty million nerve endings and some people, I mean...Yazan had the capability to get on each one of them. 

I clenched my fists tightly before I could let go to type my reply. It may be a week or two to that incident but it didn't mean that I had accepted my defeat. What does he even think of himself? 

Me: I don't think you know me well Mr. Yazan :) but let me clear your misunderstanding and make sure nothing changes your opinion on us being rivals. You just got lucky for the first time doesn't mean that I will stop trying. Unlike you, I stick to my words: Wait & watch :) 

I had sent the invitation to war but I didn't have any preparation done for it. And now I had to plan a very good one irrespective of all the risks I was willing to take.  

My head began to throb in pain sitting in class thinking of the pranks I could play on him. Each of my previous pranks seemed very light to me and I knew for a fact that Faisal would have narrated him all of my pranks so now, he had an idea of what my pranks could be like. 

"Why don't you put chalk dust on his bus seat?" Zeenath suggested. I rolled my eyes. "What harm can chalk dust do to him? He will just dust it off and continue being a jackass" I shrugged. 

"How about throwing ink on his shirt?" suggested Noor. And I didn't need to say anything because my look was enough to say to her that I was not looking for some mediocre pranks. 

"I want to do something so huge that he has no other option left except to accept his defeat," I told them. And all of them began thinking hardly upon what can be done. 

My mind was generating an extreme kind of pranks for him that I had not thought of doing to anybody else. But Yazan was not anybody either. He was a pure devil. And I knew I could not include any of my friends in it because I didn't want to take them down along with me if at all I  were to get caught in executing the prank. 

 I went downstairs during recess to keep an eye on him and his gang. I could have included someone from the boys' side to help me out but I didn't want to take any chances of this prank failing again. After all, who can trust boys anyway? 

I kept walking behind them while carrying some books pretending as if I had to take them to the staff room.  I had to do something. Something. But what? I kept thinking as I walked. I blew a  chewing gum balloon from what I had been mindlessly chewing from so long and that's when the idea clicked me. 

I had to stick chewing gum on his hair but he was taller than me and his hair were short. It was a lot of hard work to reach his hairline just above his neck. And while I was struggling with that I dropped the books. I didn't know if they fell one by one or all in one motion because I had scrunched my eyes closed when I felt them leave my hands. 

I opened my eyes slowly to see the boys staring back at me. Yazan, Faisal, and Talha. Three of them had their hands crossed over their chest waiting for my reply. 

I wanted to feel proud of myself for having walked behind them silently and they didn't realize I was behind them until I dropped the books but then I had to scold myself to remind that that was not the moment that I stand to appreciate my existence.  

 I wanted to run away but that'd have looked obvious and I would have looked like a certified loser. Yazan had his eyebrow raised demanding an answer from me.  

"What?" I asked him as I picked my books. "Don't look at me! You might see something I didn't mean to show" I stuttered and shrugged my shoulders trying to sound serious. "I can't always hide how I feel & there are plenty of things I wish I didn't know. There's no cure for feeling too much. No answer to life's pain. I...I..." At this point, I was trying hard not to laugh but I kept blabbering "I have been dying for a peaceful touch. I see the sun but I live in the rain. Don't look at me. I... I don't know what to say. I never planned to be this. I just ended up this way", I finished, furrowing my eyebrows and moving my hands in exasperation as if I'm really trying to show some pain to him when instead, I was trying to figure out what I made up at that moment to rescue myself.

He was standing there with no expression until I finished my speech. His mouth curled and eyebrows knotted in confusion. He opened his mouth to say something but just gave a deep sigh.  "You are crazy!", He commented and then he turned around and walked away.

I breathed relief. I had to think of some other way to stick the gum in his hair.