Our taste in movies went from bad – to worse – to purely satanic and the EDM music we blasted was none the better.
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That was the first of a series of many “sleepovers” (we never actually slept) in which each outdid the last in the drug we’d take, and the way we’d clown around calling Charlie. Kat brought out the pencils – it was Charlie Charlie time. The fun wasn’t over though, in fact – it was only just starting. But I soon was high, very high, way too high, and all I wanted was more “magic muffins” to scoff down.īefore long we were all giggling to ourselves, each of us in a “happy zone”.
Nobody had told me that the muffins were laced! But I didn’t want to lose my new friends either. “I mean are you getting high yet?” she asked matter-of-factly. Halfway through the movie, Kat turns to me and asks, “Are your muffins working yet?” “What do you mean “working”?” I ventured cautiously. We all grabbed a few hot muffins and settled down on the floor to watch the latest release in the “Twilight” series we’d all been waiting for. “Nothing beats the smell of freshly baked muffins, hey Kat?” laughed Tasneem. “Hmmmm!!!” we all inhaled appreciatively. Little did I know that these sleepovers would leave me sleepless for a long time to come… I was now privileged to join them for sleepovers. I got closer and closer to the clique over the next few weeks, Kat in particular, until I finally won their trust. She turned and, with the Swarovskis studding her glasses flashing, whirled away like the whirlwind in my life she was soon to become. I’d be foolish to stare a gift horse in the mouth though. I wonder why they took an interest in me. Why don’t you join us at my place after school for lunch today? Oh and you can call me “Kat” for short, hardly anyone calls me Khadeejah anymore.
She approached me in the break and said, “I’m Khadeejah. Being the new student in the school, I did feel kinda odd, not having any friends, so when one of the clique came up to me out of the blue and invited me home, I saw this as a major step up the social ladder and grabbed the rungs with both hands. They were held in such awe that other wannabe students actually formed a fan group in their honour. Their clique were the absolute “elite” in school. It all started about six months ago when I transferred to a new school and hooked up with some new friends. I braced myself and pushed open his door entering the unknown…
I clenched and unclenched my fists, feeling my chewed nails dig into my sweaty palms. I stood for a moment, breathing deeply, trying to soothe my nerves. I suddenly realized that it was my turn and stood panicking, my heart thumping in my chest. “Next!” We all jumped as he called for the next “patient” to come through. Everybody here, it seemed, had a problem “too huge to cope with” and had knocked on the door of renowned herbal doctor from Uganda, Prof. He was trying to put on a calm demeanour and display a brave front, but the stains of sweat rapidly spreading on his shirt betrayed his nervousness. To the right I spotted a balding man who constantly fidgeted. To my left was a shabbily-dressed woman with bloodshot eyes who’d clearly spent the past few days crying. I sat in the line of the waiting room, secretly examining those around me.
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