Thank you for reading my fanfic. I'm so happy to get positive reviews, though now I would appreciate if you can give me honest reviews. Also, since I'm back in the mood for Monster Allergy, I decided to write this expansion, which will link to an upcoming sequel of the story.

Format:

"blah"- normal talking

"blah"- thoughts

"blah"- shouting, loudly speaking

Short story 1: Dead Diary

It was 9.42 p.m. Night falls in the peaceful town of Oldmill Village. The stars shined brightly in the sky, giving light to the night of the world. Inside the house of the Mamery's, it was time for a certain Lay Mamery to go to bed. She slowly close the window as a gentle breeze blew at her, making her hair brushed to the sides.

She then slowly walked off to her desk and took a seat. Gently, she took a small book nearby. The cover of the book was pink in color, decorated with flowers and heart shaped stickers; a typical girly decoration to be precise. The word 'DIARY' printed on it, written in a golden, swirly font. Opening the book, she skipped a few pages before she came to a stop on an empty page.

And so, she begins writing...

"Dear diary..." A smile formed on her face.

"Today was a very exciting day!" She continues to write.

Flashback.

Earlier today...

Inside a particular classroom, Lay stood in front of the class and introduced herself. Many of the students gawked at her, especially a certain boy named Halim. It was not her clothing; she wore a fully covered t-shirt and baggy pants today just for this class. It was her presence. Nobody would ever thought, Lay Mamery, one of the popular students in the school, would join the 'Islamic Studies' class.

After her introduction, the ustaz assigned her to seat on the table next to Halim, nearby the window. While walking to the said table, she noticed that the other students were staring at her, though she ignores them.

"Right!" The teacher said as he writes on the blackboard, continuing the class.

Lay turned to her friend, smiling at him as she said, "Hi!"

"Hi." Halim replied simply.

And so, the class went on as usual.

Later...

'RRRRRRIIIINGG!' The bell rang. However, most of the classroom was empty except for a few. That was actually a second bell ring for the extra classes that students partake. The 'Islamic Studies' class falls into this category.

Most of the students rushed out of the class room. Some others were whispering to each other, particularly about a certain blue hair girl that just joined the class.

Speaking of which, Lay walks out of the class with Halim next to her, though the boy keep his distance.

"Aren't you gonna tell me why you join the class?" Halim questioned as he gazed at her with curiosity.

Lay smile as she said, "Well, since I'm curious about your religion, I decided to take this class so that I can learn more about it."

Halim shrugged with a smile before his expression returned to his usual stoic ones. "Fair enough."

When they got outside of the school compound, both teenagers bid their farewells before they head straight to their homes.

Her mind started to play about her thoughts on her friend. Unbeknowest to him, she actually joined, for him. "Halim..." She said in her mind, dreamingly.

Flashback ends.

She blushed when she wrote that name. She drew a heart in the place of the dot of the letter 'I' in Halim's name.

"Joining the class was a piece of cake, but when I explain to my mom..." She continues writing.

Flashback.

Mamery's house

The door slowly opened as Lay walked in. "I'm home!" She greeted loudly, closing the door behind her. "Sorry I'm late!" She added, putting away her shoes.

Her mother, Leniley who was in the kitchen smiled as she replied, "Welcome back honey!" After cleaning the last plate, she put it next to the other plates on a rack before she walked out to see her daughter. "How was your day?" She asked.

"Nothing much except I did joined one of the after school extra classes." She said.

"Oh, that explains it. Which class?" She asked again.

Lay bit her lower lip before she speaks again, "The Islamic Studies class."

Leniley was unbecomingly silent. Her mind tried to to comprehend the words of her daughter. "Islamic Studies class..?" She repeated. Her tone has changed to a serious one. "Why you joined that class?" She asked with a stern expression, crossing her arms.

Lay was sweating as she slowly said, "I...Want to learn more about Islam."

Leniley raised one of her eyebrows and said, "I see." She was not buying it however. "And why would you want to do that? Is it because of that boy?"

She blushed and said, "No! I just want to learn it that's all!" Actually it was both; the boy and her thirst for knowledge of that particular religion.

Satisfied with the answer, Leniley's expression was back to normal. "Ok. If you really want to learn, then go ahead!" She said with a smile.

With the feeling of relieved, Lay replied, "Thanks mom!" She replied happily as she went to hug her mother.

"Your welcome honey." Leniley returned the hug. "Now go get ready. You're gonna be late for your Tamer lessons.".

Lay nodded and went upstairs to get dress. Well, getting dress in her usual clothes of course.

Flashback ends.

"In the end everything went well." At this point, she stopped writing. She smiled again. Putting her pen away, she then closes the diary and put it back where it belongs. Getting up from her seat, she gently pushed the chair and walk towards the bed. She switched off the lights and went to sleep she deserved after a long and tiring day.

Alhamdulillah, it's done. I finally have some time to write my fanfic.

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