**”Bismillahir rahmaanir raheem”
-in the name of Allah, The Most Gracious, The Most Merciful-**
The in-house clown that was hired had his things set-up in 1 corner of the massive garden at the back. Majority of the kids gathered around in anticipation for the show to begin. And once he began, most of the other kids who were occupied with other activities followed suit and joined in the fun…
Nick didn’t find any of the clown tricks amusing at all, he was bored out of his wits sitting right at the back where he wouldn’t be noticed and in no time nick fished out his s4 from his jeans pocket and started a good game of subway surfers..
It was a game that kept you drawn for hours and on your toes.. And it was one of his favourite games amongst others like candy crush..
That’s what entertained him.. Not some childish kids party with clowns and balloons and such things…
About an hour later, nick was so preoccupied with his game that he didn’t even realise that the entire show was over and all the kids were now huddled over and around the long tables that were set in the centre of the garden, parallel to the pool deck.
He was startled when he heard everyone screaming “hip hip…hooray..hip hip hooraaaaay!!!!”
“Urgh… So much for almost reaching my high score” nick mumbled..
The party was all car themed in black,red, yellow and white. There were 4 long tables joined together set with table cloths of the alternating colours. The centre pieces were 2 half tyres with miniature cars driving over on either sides of the joined tables and the middle had a vase with helium balloons of the same colours tied to it..
Its funny how people spend more money on decor nowadays than on anything else for that matter..
Nick dragged himself to where everyone else was and the ferrari cake, also to match the decor, was being cut by the birthday boy who nicked learned, had just turned 7..
The kids were over excited as there was a matching seat for each kid with a balloon attached to it and on the chair lay a black and white checked box which included all kinds of party treats and tiny toys personalised with their names on it..
There was just 1 seat left open and nick figured that it was his. He reluctantly sat down, his face still sulking and didn’t even feel like eating any of the yummy treats that were served..
Deep down he wanted to be like all the kids around him, carefree, happy and friendly. but he felt so out of place. He didn’t know anyone and no-one even bothered to talk to him or notice that he was around. Worst of all, his mother didn’t even care to check if he was okay or wanted to go home already.
He was offered a piece of cake which lay untouched infront of him in the fancy disposable plate that was supplied.
Once the kids were done gobbling down what looked like a very tempting cake like gluttons who had never seen food before in their lives, they all scattered around, either running after eachother, jumping on the ferrari shaped jumping castle or doing their own things..
Nick was once again left alone, or so he thought..
Just as he was about to pull out his phone again to keep himself busy until it was time to leave, which he hoped was soon, 3 very familiar faces appeared infront of him…
“Hey boys! Look who we have here…. If it isn’t the mixed up kid from school…. The crazy wannabe!” One of them said in a macho tone and the other 2 laughed along…
Nick ignored them and got up to walk away without saying anything but they followed behind him and continued with their insults..
“I’m sure nobody wants to be friends with a loser.. That’s why he’s always all alone….”
Nick picked up his pace and tried walking a little faster. He was now nearing the pool deck and finally they seemed to have disappeared.. He was too afraid to turn around and check but it was pretty quiet behind him.
he sighed with relief. Out of all the people, it just had to be the 3 of them, he thought. They’re the same ones that bully him at school, making him wonder why he looks different and has a different surname. They’re always picking on him and nick is too scared to ever stand up for himself…
He’s breathing had just come back to its normal pace and his muscles relaxed when he was suddenly ambushed and thrown into the deep end of the olympic size pool…
And to top it all off, he didn’t even know how to swim…..
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