Hello to you, Taima's loyal reader.

Why is Taima typing like this you may ask, well because it isn't Taima, oh no it's not. I have been mention a couple of times in this humorous "book". If you haven't guessed it already it's Ayiah_Jaddo  😊

I'm here because I was able to crack Taima's easy passcode... Just kidding I have absolutely no clue what is her passcode. Anyway back to the point, I'm here because Taima asked me to write a chapter, "write whatever you want" she said. Heh, she is gunna regret saying that.

So lets start from the very beginning of our relationship, fair warning there will be a lot of fast forwarding... Because this is the timeline of our friendship.

It all started in 6th grade, when she first arrived at our school. She wore a white (I think) 2 piece headscarf. Not nice Taima, not nice. Anyway, she also arrived with another girl, who apparently was in her old school... Fast forward to a few months later, when I asked her friend if she wanted to "hang out" and we did. (Taima knows whats coming 😈) At some point Taima told her friend not to hang out for me, for a reason I quite honestly forgot. But strangely a few months later, we all began to hang out; Taima, me, her friend, and another friend. We were THE gang, the gang thought that they were cool, at least that's what I thought. We had our spot that we would always go to at lunch time, you would always find us there.
Seventh grade is the year I would love to bury 6ft underground. Its the year when hormones were at their finest. Where boys was THE future in our lives, which is quite stupid now that I look back at it. But quite honestly its the most awesome and trilling year.

8th grade was THE year that me and Taima became closet friends, and the year that the rest of the group when separate ways, and the year the we met new friends that didn't last long.

9th grade was the lowest point of my life, the time hormones kicked me so hard on my butt with depression. But Taima was always there by my side, and ready to hear about my ridiculous depression story, when really there was no good reason. She would also offer a shoulder to cry on, every time.

10th grade was one of the funniest and most joyful year, the year of new beginnings. Or so we thought, because it was Taima's turn to feel depressed. I tried my best to help her get through it, always reminding her the good things in her life.

11th grade was the year I began to "discover" who I was and my personality. I began hanging out with new people and basically "spreading my wings", and sadly that was the beginning of the end.

12th grade... I wasn't in school for the first two weeks to begin with, the time my classmates were studying at school, I was wandering the streets of New York  and thinking about my life, while Taima was probably growing closer to other people. Maybe thats what made our friendship's situation worsen, or maybe it was what was "written in the stars"... Anyway when I came back it was never the same, it kind of felt like our relationship lost it's spark. And from there we both made it worst, I still remember the time where I wasn't really focused at Taima when she was talking to be, and I still remember her hurt face when I didn't pay her the attention she wanted... There were probably many moments like that, and Taima I apologize for that. But as I said we both made it worse.

But Taima you found people to trust and share your happiness, and for that I am so SO glad 😊❤️

I hope you are able to sustain that happiness and friendship through out your life.

And Taima we have been through hell, but remember I still want to be there when you get married 😂😉

Always keep smilin'
Ayiah E. Jaddou xx