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CLICK HERE for ALL STORIES in this series “I could do this all the time!” Lyrica threw her hands up and moved her body in rhythm to the music blaring from her iPod player on the schoolyard pavement. Laughing, Kayla pushed herself off the grass and stood to join Lyrica. Kayla motioned to Inaya. “Come on,” she said. “Let’s dance.” …
CLICK HERE for ALL STORIES in this series “Sorry about yesterday,” Kayla said Tuesday morning as she turned off the ignition and put the car in park. “I should’ve waited for you to get your head cover instead of rushing to class.” “It’s okay.” Inaya felt a sense of dread as she leaned forward to pick up the backpack she’d …
CLICK HERE for ALL STORIES in this series Monday morning, Inaya sat looking out the passenger-side window next to Kayla, who was giving her a ride to school. Inaya felt uncomfortable in her drab all-black garb, but a surge of nervous excitement sent her heart racing as she glanced down at the sliver of jean skirt peeking through the open …
CLICK HERE for ALL STORIES in this series It was a Monday morning in early September when Inaya followed Sa’ad and Veronica as they entered the glass double doors of the public school that Inaya would attend. Heart hammering in excitement, Inaya stared in awe at the massive main staircase and the ceiling-to-floor glass pillars displaying academic and athletic trophies, …
CLICK HERE for ALL STORIES in this series Inaya’s Thoughts When my mother became Muslim, I didn’t even know what a Muslim was. I mean, what does a nine-year-old know about religion? I remember when she first told me. I was tucking the Ebony magazine under my pillow so that my parents wouldn’t know I was reading it. I looked …
CLICK HERE for ALL STORIES in this Series READ entire novel FREE in UZ Author app: CLICK HERE Latifah held her hands high in the air to block Kendrick’s shot. Her knee-length gym shirt that her mother had made was tied in a thick knot at her waist. The loose fabric of the matching gym pants slightly hugged her hips, and sweat beaded …
CLICK HERE for ALL STORIES in this Series READ entire novel FREE in UZ Author app: CLICK HERE “Oooooh,” Samira cried between bursts of giggles. She lay on a pile of autumn leaves with her arms stretched high above her head. She moved her arms and legs like scissors, the leaves crunching beneath her. “I can’t wait till winter.” Latifah picked up a …
CLICK HERE for ALL STORIES in this Series READ entire novel FREE in UZ Author app: CLICK HERE “Friends forever, friends forever, friends forever more.” Eyes shut, Samira, Maryam, and Latifah chanted in unison and held each other’s hands as they sat in a circle on the carpet of Maryam’s bedroom floor. It was a Saturday evening in mid-November, two months from the …
CLICK HERE for ALL STORIES in this Series READ entire novel FREE in UZ Author app: CLICK HERE “We are in high school now.” Latifah hugged herself with her free arm as the wire of the phone twisted and stretched behind her in her bedroom. “Can you believe it?” It was late Monday afternoon in early September, and school had been in session …
