I think, at that moment, my hurt and anger towards Sam began to heal, I think she had understood and felt (maybe it was more for Aisha than for me, but that didn't matter to me); against Moon, maybe I would heal at some point, some day, but against Yasmine, just I would forgive her (maybe) until someone could humiliate us as much as she did, but, I didn't have the enough elements to be able to do it, and, as incredible as this may sound, I didn't have enough desire.

My dad had been right, all those yoga classes helped me a little with my healing process and with my anger control. The classes were right at our "twilight time", (exactly at the five o'clock), in an old dojo in the center, although I think the only one who was always there when I went early was the owner of that weird place, a man who said he taught karate and always smelled of beer, a man whose flyers magically appeared all over school on a monday morning, but, he was also a teacher who had never seen any student, I think it was because he was scary, that was the reason why I always left my house a little more "late" so I would not to have to cross paths with that guy (and, if my dad ever asked, I told him that the twilight would appear a little late over the horizon that day).

I really couldn't tell him that I was going to a place that belonged to a strange drunk man; Anyway, the only thing that really interested was that things seemed to be getting better little by little for me, or that it was what was believed, but I felt like I was still missing something, that girl, Aisha... my ears had not yet had the greatest pleasure of stopping hearing all those piggy noises that everyone made and dad had also noticed them around in some of his classes; he said he had talked to the other teachers, the principal and the counselor but that would not be of much help. I told him that I would try to do a little more than Sam had done, but that I still didn't have the opportunity to meet Aisha; It was a thursday when I ran into her, or well, that could be said, I just went into the girl's bathroom after class when I could hear someone crying in one of the cubicles, the first one, and considering that she had been locked up in there the last time we met with Sam there, I assumed easily it was her but have to ask, I knocked softly on the door:

-Aisha...?-.

She ordered me shouting at me:

-GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!-. And continued crying. I really didn't want to pressure her, since I knew very well that it was only going to make things worse; I wasn't really sure what I had to do, I didn't want to get in trouble with her, I decided that maybe I could talk to her during the classes we had together or at lunch time so I was about to turn around when I accidentally hit the door with my backpack. She came out with her face wet from the tears, I just got out of her way.

-Sam, I told you to get out, now!-.

-I'm Ann...-. Aisha saw me and I don't think she had recognized me, and as much as the nickname the plastic flower had renamed me bothered me, I introduce myself as:

-...The McWeed girl-.

-What do you want!?- She said as he went straight to the sink to wash her face.

-I just... I just came to see if you were okay-.

-Isn't it obvious?-.

-Why did you think I was Sam?-.

-That's what Sam always did when we were little girls in elementary school-.

I could tell that Aisha was thinking about her ex-friend at that moment; I didn't know exactly what to say, so I said the first thing that came to mind:

-I am very sorry for all what is happening-.

Aisha calmed down a little.

-It's not your fault, and I guess it's not Sam's fault either, are just those freaking bitches, more for that Yasmine than for anyone else...- Now we were speaking the same language.

-Yeah, I know-. My voice got a little tense and I gritted my teeth, but I was trying to make that moment a "healing" one, there was no reason to ruin it by thinking about them.

-I can't understand the reason why they do what they do-.

-That's because they are a bunch of stupid girls and bored with their own lame life-. We both laughed, the tension and the regret for calling them to all Yasmines in this world that way did not appear, and we both knew very well that they deserved it.

-...Or maybe she has some humiliating little secret and does those things so that no one notices it.

I brought up the theory I had since I met them, and Aisha was the first person with whom I felt more confident to say it.

-I bet it's because of her name, I'm not sure her name is really Yasmine, trust me, it's too beautiful for someone as plastic as her-. Aisha was cheering up a little, but you could tell she was still quite upset.

-...And Sam who didn't do anything, but, I don't really feel ready to forgive her yet-. She was right, so I nodded my head, I knew Sam didn't deserve Aisha's forgiveness.

-Why don't we better go outside?-. I said pointing towards the door with my head. Aisha blew her nose and we put on our backpacks. There was almost no one at school, Dad would have a meeting with the other teachers, the only thing I could feel that they were watching us were the eyes of the guy on the flyers from that "Cobra Kai" dojo, Aisha stopped in front of one of them, laughing.

-Have you already seen this? Wouldn't you like how to learn to fight?-.

-Well...-. I was thinking about inviting her to one of my yoga classes, so that we could both distract ourselves for a while, but it was obvious that she would not be so enthusiastic about that idea.

-Oh come on, you can't tell me you wouldn't really love to kick any of these idiots' asses-.

-It's just that I already learned some things about self-defense at my other school, so...-

-Well, there is no problem, but I think I'm going to try-. she said taking his phone out of his pocket. Maybe she would do really well in that class and could learn something new that would be usable in an environment like The Valley, but it's something I wanted to let her discover on her own, it had to be her merit, also, I didn't need any karate' dojo, everything was fine. What I needed to know, I could learn from my father in our yard.

Just when we were leaving school, Aisha was still looking at Cobra Kai's website on her phone, when a beautiful red car like my father's almost hit her if it hadn't been for me stopping her with my arm; I got right in front to see who was driving and to give them one of my best hateful looks; it was Moon and next to him was Yasmine with a small pipe in her hand, Sam wasn't with them, but I never thought she would use those types of substances; the good news is that they had gotten more of their precious weed.

-What the hell!-. I almost screamed.

-Oh, My God, are you girls okay?-. Moon asked us from the window.

-We we're fine-. I answered.

-Who cares about them? they almost killed us!-. Yasmine said as she hid the small the small bag of weed, I could see how Aisha was looking forward to giving Yasmine's jaw a good punch.

-Oh, C'mon-.

You could see that the two girls were a little high at that time, so we both realized that it was not worth fighting with them (since they had more to lose).

-Are you sure?-. Moon kept asking me.

-Get out of our way-. Yasmine shouted, honking the horn.

-I told you we're fine!-. I said and punched the hood of the car, the next thing that we could see was how the airbags in that car inflated. Aisha started laughing, I took her hand and we both walked away while Moon yelled at us:

-We are both sorry!-.

-No way! Who taught you to do that?-. Aisha couldn't hold back her laughter.

-Was my dad, he taught me where exactly I had to hit to activate the airbags, and Moon's car looks quite similar to his, the good thing about this one is that the airbags did work this time-.

Yasmine was probably going to sue me or make more fake memes about me for hitting that car, but at that moment I didn't care, all I wanted was to shut her up for two minutes, and apparently, I had achieved that.