I’m so sorry you guys but I’m traveling this week plus I think I need a break, I’m getting really bored of my story and it’s starting to feel like a chore lately while I started doing it as a fun thing in the first place. So please bare with me, I love you all;**

and wow you guys are really good, exquisite:* if I haven’t known any better I’d say that you know me, you and Khalid actually! You both freaked me out, real close:p

Well I’m about 167 cm, not white or dark, tanned as you may say. My hair is dark and straight and my eyes are dark as well. Mm, I’m not fat neither am I SUPER skinny, my love;**:p and that’s all

I’m gonna miss you all:*

Hello everyone……NO MORE DEDICATIONS! yaaaay me :p….i hope u like this post…yimkin a9eer 6ayba o i post bacher…bas we’ll see… ;)
ENJOY :**



7amad (serious tone): Zaina shfeech?

Zaina:…………………………………….abbaaihh………

7amad(worried): Shfeech sh9ayir?!!!

Zaina (shivering min L 5ar3a): thi-ba-thiba7t.ha!! Abbaaaih matat!!!!

7amad (got near zaina): mino illi maaaaat??!!!

Zaina (pointing at the tires): L GA6WA! :’(

7amad (looking at the squeezed cat with a disgusted face): oooooooooooooooohh….Allah yhadach
sh.sawwaytay feeha…moo imbayyin minha shay 7atta 3yo0nha infa89at!

Zaina: a9lan killa minnik! Inta illi 5allaitny athba7ha! Abbaaih 7araam yimkin kanat itdawwir akil 7g 3yalha * 5nigat.ha L 3abra* bs..bs ana ma 5allait.ha….! THIBA7T.HA!

7amad (yi’67ak): hahahah…3adi shwari3na matro0sa akil… * y6ali3 L ga6wa* o yimkin ma matat…

Zaina (started crying): SHINU MA MATAT?! ma itsho0f killa dam 3al ar’6! Ana thiba7t.ha!

7amad quickly changed his smile into a serious look, He came closer to her. He quickly wiped the tear that was about to fall on her red wet cheeks…Zaina’s heart fell in her stomach…and her cheeks started to burn more..

Abbaaih fashla…bas he’s so cute…la la la shinu cute a9lan ohwa illi 5allany athba7 L ga6wa…bas still he’s sweet and … no zaina no! remember the cat…eee 9ij THE CAT!

Chinni L mafro0’6 ma ajees.ha…imbayyin inni a7rajt.ha…L moshkila inha lail7een tabchi..shasawwi… ?? wana laish 9ayir waayid ahtam feeha…?? La7’6a la7’6a 5atwaggif bachi ba3dain akammil….

Zaina couldn’t stop crying, she was feeling guilty and 7amad didn’t know how to make her stop… ksarat 5a6ra…he finally stepped up and talked..

7amad (with a calm tone): Bas Zayo0n ….Yallah 3ad ‘6i7kay ;)…. la tabcheen.

Zaina: I killed her shino la tabcheen?

7amad: inzain 5ala9 go home o ray7ay shway.

Zaina: O il ga6wa wain awadeeha inshala? Leave her here so more cars yid3imoonha?

7amad: Ok 5ala9 agi6ha bizbala.

Zaina (still crying): WHAT!!!??!?! DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT TOUCHING HER.

7amad ( looking at her with a wide smile): Ok ill leave it all to you, baroo7 l bait akil 3asha Bas I’ll try not to eat meat, cuz I think I’ve seen enough today:P

Zaina: Laaaaaaaaa!!la7’6a la tro07. Um … *puppy face* u know inni ma agdar asheelha bro07i…

7amad: laaaaaaaaaaaaaa??? Wain illi tawha don’t touch her o don’t think about touching her….??!

Zaina ( angry tone) : I CHANGED MY MIND!!! Al7een itroo7 tsheelha o tadfinha tara moo bas ana illi thib7at.ha!!

7amad(didn’t wanna argue more ma 9addag waggifat bachi): inshallla!!

7amad went to his car and brought a jam3iya bag and carried the cat. He and Zaina burried it in a garden near her house.

Zaina (feeling guilty): I’m sorry Mrs. Cat.. I apologize for you and your husband or wife :P o your kids o your mom and da…

7amad: BAAAS 5ala9!! Illi shoofna ihnee igool thiba7tay adimi moo ga6wa! Yalla ta2a55ar L wagt roo7ay baitkum.

Zaina: iff ok .

She parked her car and entered the house… she didn’t find anyone…her mom and dad we’re out…the kids were asleep and fara7 was at her friend’s house shooting a movie “7imdillah w L shikir” :p

7amad entered the house he found his sister Nora chit chatting with his mom, dad, and Samya who was holding 7amani (Nora’s son) on her laps..

7amani is 2 years old… he’s in love with 7amad :p… no seriously he likes him a lot…when he heard his voice he quickly ran and gave him a hug…

7amad (carrying 7amani) : Hala ib 7amani hala ib shabeehi hala…

7amani (fi9al 3ala “hala”): hala.. hala… hala Sabeehi..

Samya: la wallaah?! 7ag 7amad hala o hala… NORO! Ziffay wildich goolela inna ana a7ibba akthar min 7amad…!

Nora: wallah 3ad wildi o kaifa…i7ib illi yabee o yikrah illi yabee

7amad: Sharbika! 3ashat nora 3ashat! Mootay 7arra Sammo0o0y! haa 7amani minu a7la ana wala Simasim hal ba66a?

P.s. Samya killish moo ba66a bas mit3a8da min her body..killa 3abalha inha fat…so 7amad killa y6affirha ib jisimha…

Samya: BA66A?! HAYYIN YA 7AMOOD HAYYIN! ANA AWARREEK MINO L BA66A!

7amani: uncle Hamad hilu… aunty Thamya batta…hhahahahahahha

7amad (yi’67ak): 3afya bu fhaid… 3ad moo aro07 o itshayshik 3alay…5allik rayyal gad kilmitik…7amad 7ilo o Samya ba66a ok?

7amani (nodding his head): OK =D

Samya: in ma warraitik ma ako0n ana Samooy bnt ommi w obo0y!

7amad: hahaha… ma tigdireen 3alay..ana baro07 dari abaddil hdo0mi o 3ugub i9eer 5air..

7amad went upstairs he was thinking of Zaina…he smiled when he saw her window… he changed his clothes and grabbed his chair and sat infront of the window…he saw Zaina closing her window…after 5 seconds her lights were closed…he smiled closed his window and went down to sit with his family…

End of Part 5…..

The next couple of days were basically the same, no change, we talked every night for hours, and I trusted him, I really don’t know how that happened, how I could open up to his with ease. I talked about my childhood, and how once; when I was two years old I slept under a cow, I remember how hard he laughed at me and how much he made fun of me. Nasser didn’t talk much about his life; he just told me that his dad died a couple of years back and how hard it was for him and his brother to cope with it.

I felt really bad, I didn’t know what to say, or do to make him feel better.

I just knew why he acted the way he did, his brother is older than him, he was never around, always at work. He didn’t have any sisters, but he was pretty close with his mom.

A week after that, we had school. Nasser had mock exams; since he was doing his IG’s that year. I knew he didn’t study; he was the type of guy that partied, the type that smokes and ditch school to go to ‘Sharks’ and play pool. He hung out with messed up people, all had the same life, skip school for that… He always said that if he failed he’ll just become a police officer or something like that. He just didn’t care, and nothing I said or did can change his mind about it.

The night before school started, Nasser and I, talked for a while, but he said that he wanted to go to bed since he had an exam the following morning, we said our goodbye, and hung up. That night I couldn’t sleep at all because:

I was going to see Nasser for the first time the next morning in school.

I had a lot on my mind.

I kept thinking of Nasser and I, I just thought to myself ‘I think I’m falling for him, he’s just amazing and I can’t imagine my life without him.’

I know you think I’m crazy and it’s only been a week, but really you don’t understand how weird it felt to have that much attention from a guy. I thought I loved him, it was just infatuation.

The following morning, I woke up, sleepy and tired, yet excited, I was going to see my Nasser in less than 2 hours! I got out of bed, woke went my brother and sister up, washed up and got dressed. I fixed my hair, since I knew that he likes it when a girl leaves her hair down, so I let it down.

As soon as I got to school, I started searching for him, I looked insane, I felt insane, but I didn’t care I wanted to see him. Shahad came up to me and started yelling at me and calling me a psycho path and she told me to act cool and not look or sound so desperate, so I did what she told me to do. As soon as I saw him, my face started glowing and I couldn’t help but smile. He said hi to me, and asked if I had a calculator and he just left. I couldn’t believe how he acted, not even a small chat? Ugh I was so irritated, but I bit my tongue and said nothing. The rest of the day was normal, I was thinking about what happened.

When I got home, Nasser called me, we talked normally, and then he asked if I wanted to go out on Wednesday I immediately said yes without thinking. As soon as I hung up from him, I called Shahad and I told her that we’re going to Marina on Wednesday with Nasser and she should tell Adel to come. We talked for a bit and then I had to go to study. I studied for a bit and then I went to sleep.

I know it’s short! But I couldn’t think of anything, my mind is just blocked sorry!

Ok, now what the hell am I supposed to do now?
My first day in Kuwait was like I said one hell of day. The second one hell of a day also.
And today I also had amazing plans but it got canceled at the last minute. :S

Don’t you hate it when you make plans with people then at the very last minute they bale on you? I mena let me know a bit more ahead so I can fins something else to do. Now everyone is busy and it’s my last day then I’m headed back to K.S.A.

Ughh… bored so bored. And I really dont wanna stay in the house I mean its my last freakin day wsh asawi ma aby a83ad kitha sakti fl bait il7ali. Zahaaa8 !!

Somebody please help me!! Today was supposed to be filled with crazyness, laughter and fun but it wont anymore. I really dont need this right now. I want fun today.

Last day ! :””””’(

I’m thinking about skipping two months in the story, what do you think?
The reason I want to do that is because things will be progressing very slowly, nothing major will be happening until after two months, so you might be a bit bored.

So, do you want me to:

A) Skip two months and continue with the story after that.
B) Keep going with the story without skipping.

Majority rules, so I’ll be doing which ever gets the most votes.

Cowabunga!

Actually, it’s past 4 AM… but I still want to go to bed. I have trouble sleeping normally and I knew tonight would be even worse. Not only did I drink a Diet Coke at midnight, I also took a ridiculously long nap earlier today.That nap was the weird…

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The next moth passed by with a blink of an eye; the first week of summer vacation is going to be super hectic! First, I have my graduation in two days, and since I’m one of the seniors who are hosting the graduation; I have much to do! The day after my graduation, I have my cousin’s milcha; which I still don’t know what to wear! I’m still hunting for a dress. And last, I’m turning 18! Happy birthday to me! I don’t have a huge party planned; I want to enjoy my birthday with my besties, so I decided to travel to Dubai for a weekend. Tomorrow is my actual birthday, nothing special, since Dubai is happening the next weekend. So I invited my cousins and friends to sleep over at my chalet.

I just got out of the shower, I dressed up as quick as possible. We decided to meet our graduation designer for last minute changes. I’m already fifteen minutes late! Banthibi7 ana elyom. I kept rushing the driver to hurry up, and he would reply, “inte maysog ana sog” and he was driving 80. I keep warning my mother, ” Mama tara ana lama asog bados 3ashan anqath lama ilsaye8 idous ba6ee2 fa feeni 7ara. Tara ana ga3ed agolich min al7een.” I’d always say that to her. I walked into the Al-Raya Ballroom and I was five minutes late!

After our meeting was done, Kadi, a couple of friends, and me headed to Slider Station for lunch. Guess who I saw there?
Yes, him. Khalid. I entered Slider and he was sitting at the bar with two of his friends. Awal ma I saw him, 6ab3an, the routine happened. My heart fluttered, butterflies were dancing in my stomach, and I stuttered.

“Dgeega, a friend of mine is here” I excused myself from the girls, whom were getting us a table.

While he was doing the same thing to his friends, I walked down the stairs and towards his place; he met me in the middle of my way.
“Hala wala, almost birthday girl.”
“Ahlaan, ahaha I’m still waiting for my present, mu tensa” I joked
“Ahaha enshalla, mn 3yooni”
I blushed. One of the reasons why I like himmm.
“Lazim aro7 Khalid, my friends are waiting… I’ll talk to you soon” I said, tightening my grip on my clutch.
“Enshalla.. Have a nice day,”

After lunch we all headed in different directions, but Kadi came with me.

One message received. 3:06 pm.

From: Khalid

3ash mn shafich;* I miss you

We message each other back and forth, ’till our conversation came to an end two hours later. By that time, my friends and I were at my Chalet. Since it was getting dark and we wouldn’t have enough time to swim, we didn’t. We all separated into two Yamaha Rhinos, and headed to Al 8a3eda in Bnaider (A place in the 8a3ida, mahjour). Awal ma we got there,

“9EKAAAAAW ILRADIOOOO,” Muneera screamed obviously frightened!
“Ahahaha manoor shfeech! Mako shay ekhari3, ” Jadi laughed at her.

At ten, we sat around the pool… I went into the chalet to get me Kinder Beuno from the kitchen; which we bought from baqalat Hatim when we went to Bnaider earlier that evening. When I came back, Manour, Kadoy, Jouna & Jadi carried me to the pool counting down, and swinging me left to right, ” 1 … 2 … 3..fou- Laaa manor sheeleha 3adillll!! ” Jadi screamed

“LAAAAAA YAL ZIGAAAANNN” I tried pushing Jouna’s hands down from mine, and saving myself; unfortunately, I was weak and couldn’t do it. “MOBILIIII MA3AAAY YAL 7AMEEEE-” Thank God my mobile is not with me, I just said it so they wont throw me into the pool.

Cold water splashed my face, and I collapsed into the swimming pool. I collapsed into the water and water slapped my face, HARD. I was freezing to death, so Jadi got me a towel from inside the chalet, as soon as she reached her hand for mine to give me the towel, I grabbed her hands and dragged her into the pool with me. Hehe 6ab3an she said a few curses bes we all laughed about it later on. The rest joined us, we swam for a while and at 11 we left the swimming pool, took a bath and changed. It’s almost half an hour ’till 12!

Incoming Call: Khaled
11:58 pm

“Hala almost birthday girl” he said in a cheeky voice, “I miss you”

“Halaa feeek, walla me too, 3ash mn shafik”
“3ashat ayamich, ilyoum kan shaklich 7elw”

I blushed a bit. “Hehe,” don’t blame me; it’s the only thing I thought of.

“1 more minute left;***”

“Awwh, you’re even counting the minutes ’till I turn 18:$?” I asked, flattered. Ya7elo hal walad.

“Yeah, why do you think I called then?” He remarked

“I know you’d call me whether it’s my birthday or not, haha” 9edtaa! “Andd, tara it’s not 12 yet” aredla iyaha;$

” I know, I wanted to be the last one you talk to when you’re 17, and the first one you’ll talk to when you turn 18”

“I would want that too, trust me” Akhhh he always manages to make me smile!!

“7, 6 , 5 , 4 ,3, 2, 1- HAPPPY BIRTHDAAY ZAYOOON!!!!”

“mashkooooor Khalid, stop it your making me blush;$ o trust me, wayhi mu bes 9ar 6oma6a;$ mashkoor wala maga9art”

We continued talking for a couple of minutes then he said,

“Zayoon, 3ade tyeenli bara shway? Abe a36eech shay,” He asked me

I agreed. I went out there was nothing….

1 Message Received
12;14 am
Bara the other gate;*
I did as I was told. I went out from the other gate, and that’s where I found an orange Bugatti Veryon. It’s remote was placed neatly on its side, with a note between the remote and the car.

My face brightened with a gigantic smile, my heart rushed and it skipped a beat. I ran to the car, kneeled down, crisscrossed my legs and opened the note smiling, hoping it’ll be something beauty full.

To: Zayoon;*

Happy 18th birthday:* Inshallah testansain, bs moo ta5then il license ou tinsain ina I exist! Yawalaich in nsaiteeni, tara ayey baitkum! Hehe… Sorry ma 3a6aitich a good present, continue reading ta7at ou bt3arfeen the real present.

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Text me as soon as you make a decision. You don’t need to rush if you don’t want to;*

Wednesday, May 28th, 2009 I’m still not over what happened yesterday. A9lan she knows I never went into this in search of ‘The One’ and love. Bas kint abee rebound, w my hott second cousin from Saudi Arabia sounded like the perfect choice. An…

“For my sake?” He frowns.
“Yes” I nearly whisper.

He chuckles and shakes his head with disbelief. Then he comes closer to me, slips his cold hand to the back of my neck, and gently stamps his lips on my cheek.

Slowly, he rips his lips off of my cheek, still keeping his face a breath away from mine. “I think I should be the judge of that, Mya” He grins, waiting for me to respond, but nothing.

Using the magical powers of his eyes, he tried to make me say something, but he failed miserably.
“I’ll see you later” He kisses my hand and walks away

…………………..

“Adam, Sultan! what the hell are you doing here?!” I jump in horror after seeing them lounging casually in my living room, “You know what hold that thought, me needs to pee pee”
“SNICKERDOODLE” Adam yells in rage.

[Several minutes later]

“Snicker-doodle?” I ask Adam as soon as I get out of the toilet.
“Yes, Sultan and I made that nickname up for you” He laughs and nudges Sultan.
“No, we didn’t” Sultan says, looking cluelessly at Adam.
“Yes, we did. You also said we should call her Dear Prudence”
“That never happened”
“Yes it did, yesterday when we went to dinner, remember?”
“We didn’t go out for dinner”
“Okay, but we were supposed to”
“No. You said we should have dinner and I said I was busy”
“You know what, I don’t want to be best friends with you anymore”
“You’re not my bestfriend”

Adam sighs and then turns around to face me, “So, how about you and I go wrestling in the bedroom?” He wiggles his eyebrows at me.
“Adam, dude, she has a boyfriend” Sultan smacks Adam on the head.
“Owww, I know she does, why’d you do that for?”
“Because you’re hitting on her”
“I’m not, I literally want to wrestle with her. I learned this awesome move after watching WWE yesterday” Adam gets up and starts illustrating the “special” move.
“You know that all the fights on WWE aren’t real, right?” Sultan eyes him skeptically.
“Huh? ……… yeah” Adam frowns and sinks next to me.
“They are” I whisper.
“I know they are” Adam’s face lights up and he grins widely.

“Waaait. Sultan, Rayan’s NOT my boyfriend” I shout after recalling the conversation that just happened.
“Oh? how come everytime you see him, you magically transform into silent Bob?”
“I do NOT! and even if I do, it’s really irrelevant to whether we’re dating or not.”
“When you’re together, your heart flutters, he stutters, thus resulting with the conclusion that you’re dating. If not, then you should be” Sultan raps.
“Dude, that was an awesome rap right therr” Adam knuckle bumps Sultan.
“Just keepin’ it real, you know how I do” Sultan replies.
“Fo’ sho. You more real than my brother gettin’ shot by the popo”
“Your brother was killed by the popo?”
“Yeah. It was tragic. I was ’bout to cry, but then I remembered I was a gangster, and gangsters don’t cry. So I shot my mother”
“Hey, a gangster’s gotta do what a gangster’s gotta do”
“Hell yeah BOUY”

They keep “gangster talking” for about an hour or so, in which I just just stared blankly at them the whole time. Occasionally joining in with a “Uh hmmm” and “Hell yeah”.

Incoming call: Waleed

“Ello Waleed”
“Faisal and Aseel’s place, now. I need your help”
“Help with what?”
“Something extremely important”
“If you make me come all the way to their place just to make you a sandwich again, I swear I’m going to kill you”
“No, no. No sandwiches involved this time”
“Fine”

“Sultan, Adam, yalla we’re going to Aseel and Faisal’s”

[10 minutes later]

Waleed opens the door and shuffles around all the people in the kitchen and makes his way to the fridge.

“What’s up?” I ask him and 3azeiz, who’s standing stiffly in front of the fridge.
“Look” Waleed points at a ketchup smudge on the refrigerator, “Does this look like Tarzan or Aladdin?”
“Are you kidding me?”
“What?” 3azeez frowns.
“THE IMPORTANT thing that you made me come all the way to hear for is to ask me whether this smudge looks like Tarzan or Aladdin?”
“Yes” Waleeds nods.
“EVERBODY’S HERE! WHY DIDN’T YOU ASK THEM?” I point at Dana, Aya, Sarah, Aseel, Faisal and 3abood. Who are all in the kitchen conversing.
“We did. It’s a tie, we need your vote 3ashan ni3raf meen biyfouz” 3azeez pleads.
“Yfouz b2eish?”
“That!” 3azeez widens his eyes and looks at a jar of pickles.
“A fucking jar of pickles?”
“Not any jar of pickles. THE fucking jar of pickles” Faisal says, mimicking the way 3azeez talks.
“Yalla, let’s get this over with” I come closer to the smudge and examine it closely.
“Okay, it doesn’t look like neither Tarzan nor Aladdin”
“Bas if you had to pick one” Waleed says.
“Dude, it DOESN’T look like any of them! It’s just a smudge of ketchup”
“Can you please just get this over with, Mya? we’ve been discussing this smudge for two hours” Aseel frowns and rests her head on the table.
“Okaaay! I guess……….it looks more like Aladdin?”

“HA! I TOLD YOU SO! gal wisho gal TARZAN!” 3azeez runs to Dana and picks her up like a little child.
“Put me down!” She screams.
“You like it” He hugs her tightly.
“Okay I do, but I don’t think it’s necessary that you squeeze me to death”

“If you want to squeeze someone to death, Sarah’s an excellent candidate” 3abood says.
“Why don’t you just die?” She throws her bottle of water at 3abood, but unfortunately misses him.
“If it means not seeing your ugly face for the rest of my life I’d love to do it”
“Mani rada 3aleek, because I feel sorry for you. You have to wake up every morning and look at your ugly face, elephant man”
He squints at her then says, “Hey, look at that!” pointing at the ketchup smudge on the fridge next to her.
“What?” she turns around and faces the fridge, at that moment 3abood jams her face into the fridge, resulting in a not so pretty ketchup mess.
“OWWWW!!! 3ABOOD!!” Sarah screams and rubs her nose, “I hate you” she huffs and goes to the toilet.
We all stare at 3abood, “Don’t worry, she loves me” He smiles smugly and nods his head.

“So how was the date?” Waleed puts his arm around my shoulder.
“Ehh, we saw my dad”
“What?”
“Yeah, we were having dinner, then I went to the toilet and when I came back I saw baba talking to Rayan” I sigh and rest my head on shoulder.
“Ahhh……. wait I thought your parents knew about you and your old boyfriend… what’s his face… so why would it matter if he saw you with Rayan?”
“His name’s Tareq. That was different, it was a platonic relationship”
“Oh? so you’re planning on going all the way with Rayan” He nudges me and wiggles his eyebrows.
“NO!”
“You bad, bad, girl”
“Waleed” I sigh.

“Waleed, leave her alone, ta3ali ta3ali we want to know EVERYTHING about the date” Aseel snatches me away from Waleed’s monster grip.
“Noooooo!” He yells comically.
“Ha! hey hey hey! don’t smoke hina, i6la3 barra” Aseel points at the balcony.
“Okay, grandma” He sighs and goes to the balcony.

“So, tell us everything” They all sit in front of me with eager eyes.

[a couple of minutes later]

“You …….are hopeless” Aya sighs.
“La a7san, 5alleeki thegil! eash enshalla you want her to do a happy dance?” Sarah says.
“La2, but she could’ve atleast said something like ‘I think I might fall in love with you, too’ 7araam ya3ni! I think he suffered kfaya” Aya.
“Love is a bitch, moshkelto! Mya, keep doing what you’re doing because that way he’ll keep on wanting you” Sarah gives me the thumbs up.
“Yeah, if you keep doing what you’re doing he’ll just give up and leave” Aya pushes down Sarah’s thumbs up and frowns.
“Give up? Aya, you never had a boyfriend, you don’t know how guys are. They like the chase”
“Please, sarlaha sana she’s playing games with him, I think it’s time you give the poor guy something! just a simple, I like you”

“I think it’s up to her. She’ll tell him, or not, when she’s ready” Aseel smiles.
“Thank you, Aseel.” I get up and bow to her, “Dana, how come you’re not sharing your marvelous opinion?”
“Because I’m distracted by how hot 3azeiz looks right now, look at my man” She sighs and looks at 3azeez, who’s arguing about something with Adam.
“How do you two make out? he’s so big and you’re tiny” Aya asks.
“I like ‘em big, King Kong style baby”
“What the hell?” Sarah spits out the water in her mouth and looks blankly at Dana.
“Did you just compare your boyfriend to a giant gorilla?” I laugh.
“Hell yeah, he’s so big and brown and hairy”
“Ew, no.. no no no! just shut up” Aya covers her ears with her hands.

“HEY, GUYS, TA3ALO! WE’RE HAVING A KARAOKE CHALLANGE” Adam shouts.
“YIP DEE DOO!” I yell and we all run to the living room, well everyone except Sarah and Aseel.

“Okay team number one will be, Adam, Mya, Sarah, Sultan, and Aseel. Team number two, Aya, Dana, 3azeiz, Waleed, 3abood” Faisal announces,”Let the competition BEGIN!”

So Where Was I ?Oh Right ! The Bawbawbaiw Part ? XDOh & this post is dedicated 2 cute&cuddly < ma first followa ;pInzain , So Noura ishta6at and used her skateboard as an "imaginary guitar" , since there was no one on the popcorn aisle ..What the hell …

One of my most favorite blog-writers is M. Her way of writing is amazing and I love her short stories. So this post is dedicated to her she inspired me to write this short love story.

NOTE: The character of this story is called Me6ar which means rain in arabic. Just to clarify!

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She touched the window with her frozen tips counting the rain drops. “All these rain drops” She laughed weakly to herself “My tears are much more than them” She sighed.

And remembered him.

“I hate the rain” she whispered to him “Why?” He asked her “A7s it is dull” She said. “Ya3ny mat7ebeeny?” He laughed.

“Ayyy! May5e9ah” She said “Embala ey5e9a tara ana Me6ar” He laughed “Me6ar latedala3″ She laughed.

“Give me your hand” He said and stretched out his arm towards her. “Why?” She asked “Don’t ask” and He quickly pulled her into the rain.

“Ayyh I’m getting wet” She glared “You look beautiful under the rain” He said softly. She smiled.

“I love you” He whispered “Really?” She chuckled “How much do you love me” She teased “As much as I love rain” he teased back.

At that moment she knew she was deeply inlove.
In love with him. In love with her husband.

She stopped day dreaming and whispered to herself “Me6ar?” she choked on her tears. “7abeebi me6ar you loved the rain 9a7?” She cried to herself.

“Ah ya Me6ar isn’t it just ironic that rain took you away from me” She said to herself “What you love, always hurts you the most 9a7?” She screamed and her voice echoed in their empty room.

“7abeebi aah leish? why did the rain take you away from me?” She cried as she sat on their bed trying to smell his fading scent. She then slowly fell asleep remembering how she lost her Me6ar in a tragic car accident in one of those rare rainy days ..

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Trying something new, hope you liked it ..

Lovers in Dubai

- Back home getting ready for our night out -

Incoming call. B <3.

I picked up as soon as I saw his name flashing on my mobile screen.

“Allooo…”, I said in a Dala3-like way.

“Fdait 9oota ana, shloonch galbyy?”

“Fine, getting dolled up for my special someone.”, I said giggling.

“Ya ba5t hal special someone walla, 7asafa, ya raita law kan ana.”

“Akeed you wish baby, bs 7asafa, there’s only of me.”, I said applying my mascara.

“Y3nii mafy amal kilish?”, he asked in a child-like voice.

“We’ll see, if things work out with the hottie I’m going out with tonight, I guess there’s not even the slightest hope left.”

“Ana hottie?! Walla ya ba5tyy, haha tarany 9adagt nafsy babyy, I’M A HOTTIE! 3baiiid 3baiiiid sma3t shgaloo 3any, I’m A HOTTIE!!!!”, he said so happy. 7mdilla wl shkr! La7′9aa, mn 3baiid hatha?

“Umm baby, fii 7ad m3aak?”, I asked embarrassed.

“HAHAH, ee halla. Shloon, ee ee 3abdalla Al-Flani. Between umm thats why I called you?”, he said finally stopped laughing.

LA2!!!! Don’t tell me he was cancelling 3ashan el 3abdalla hathaa?

“Yeah, go on, shfeek?”, I said my voice embayn 3alaih ena I felt kind of down when he said that.

“He’s coming m3ana to dinner, I forgot to tell you 8abl. I invited 3abdalla to dinner with you don’t mind do you?”

“La la abad, bl 3aks it’ll be fun Inshalla. Ok 7abeeby lazm asakr I’m doing my finishing touches.”, I said.

“Ok 7ayati, sorry 6awalt 3alaish. Yalla I’ll ring you when we get there ok.”

“Inshalla, salaam.”

We both closed and I put my mobile on the dresser. I looked at myself in the mirror. I had put on foundation, my bronzer and some brushed some blush on top of it 3ashan a3ks el alwan, liquid eyeliner and mascara. I kept staring at myself for the next few seconds when I look down at the dresser and pick my red M.A.C lipgloss. I loved it. It was my absolute favourite. So chique, so glamorous and it outlined my lips perfectly. I had changed into my outfit next. I wore my beige pants which cami in as skinny fits. They outlined my figure perfectly, not too fat but not too thin. Just perfect. I wore it with my Burberry white blouse and my white LV flats. I had curled my hair and volumized it from the front. I took the remaining parts and pulled them nito an up-do. It looked perfect. When I was done I took my 3abya and placed it on the bed and walked over to Reemas’s room.

“Haa, ashoofich kash5aa, sh3ndich?”, I said winking at her.

“Babe he’s mine back off haha.”, I said laughing and she joined me too.

“La walla, laish awal mara etshofeeni kash5a chii, la mama don’t worry I’m not going to steal him, bs I might steal Nayif. UUUUgh agool I better stop, ufff Sara…You mind me asking you a ques-”

“Spill sweets, whats on your mind?”, I said sitting on the couch.

“Do you think he likes me?”, she asked.

“7abeebti akeed he does. He has to, y3ni I mean akeed, how could he not?”, I said reassuring her. Inshalla, Inshalla he does.

“I mean as…”

“Reemas basch worrying, o yalla 5al namshy. You ready? O tara Bader’s friend, 3abdalla is coming. He called me a few minutes ago.”, I asked getting up and walking out of the room to get my 3abaya and my Chanel bag from my room.

“Yeah I am and yeah sure, so how do I look?”, she asked innocently.

“Princess Reemas, Mashalla 3alaich you look stunning. Satisfied?”, I said sarcastically. We both laughed and wore our 3abaya’s and left the appartment.

Half an hour later…

- Atlantis The Palm -

1 outgoing call. B <3.

“7abeeby, wainkk?”, I asked Badoory.

“E7na bl ma63am, Ronda Locatelli, el italian, into wain?”

“Oh e7na 3nd el entrance o d5alna el lobby.”

“Ok 3ayal yalla dgayg o 6al3 likum.”

“Ok 7abeeby.”

After a minute or so, he came to us.

“Halla bl 7lween, shloonkum?”, he said winking at Reemas and I. Hehe, what a flirt.

“Tmaam.”, I answered and then Reemas followed.

“Bader, wiank zuman 3ank! I’m good. How are you? GOD tadry mn int yait o hal bint kila mash’3ool balha etfakrr feek?”, she said smirking. WOW, thanks alot Reemas! I shot her a look and she just laughed away with Bader.

“Haha walla?! Ya 7ilwich babyy! Heheh. So I’m not the only one.”, he said looking at me taking every feature in.

“Guys, waa3 please. Ay shay bs I see you flirting with each other in front of me. Tara hay etha you don’t stop 3ady I’ll just turn around and leave. Yalla, yalla imshaw.”, she ended it with a version of an old womans voice ely 3aib 3alaikum, hehe.

“Umm, ee yalla namshyy?”, I asked getting lost in my thoughts looking into his eyes.

“Ee yalla, ladies, this way.”, he said taking his hand from behind his back and putting it infront of us, guesturing for us to walk.

When we reached the restaurant he walked us over to the table and that’s when I got a glimpse of 3abdalla, Bader’s friend. He got up to exchange formalities with us. Reemas stayed behind to answer a call.

“Sara, this is 3abdalla. 3abdalla, this is Sara.”, he introduced us to eachother.

“Halla Sara, so I finally meet the infamous Sara that Bader was talking about non-stop from the minute he met you.”, said 3abdalla.

Mashalla 3alaih, he looked so handsome, but don’t worry, not as handsome as my Bader hehe. He was the same height as Bader but a few inches taller. I guess he worked out with Bader, since they both had broad shoulders and big arms. They looked cute, both of them. 3abdalla’s features and looks were familiar but I’ve never seen him before, yala it was probably someone back in Do7a. He had the perfect nose, beautiful big light brown eyes, amazing smile and everything a girl would wish for. Walla law I had seen him before Bader I would’ve taken him for myself. He looked like an Italian model with that tan of his. I have to admit, he and Bader kind of looked like twins, Allahuma different eyes. Mashalla, Alla y7af’9hum.

“Hehe you mean from when I fell down the stairs bl jam3a when they announced the fire?”, I asked feeling my cheeks burning up.

“Hehe yeah. Chaif 7alich?”

“3baiiid, shukran 3al tafsheela, seriously dude! Many gayilk shay mn ba3dhaa!”, he said like a child as 3abdalla and I shook hands and Bader pulled out my chair and all of us sat.

We both laughed after he said that, ya rabyy shno 7ada daloo3! Cuteee!

“Ana b5air, what about you?”

“Tamaam.”

“So how come he never told me about you?”

I was sitting with my back to the people and Bader and 3abdalla both infront of me. We kept on talking for a few minutes. 3abdalla was Bader’s cousin. His grandmother min 9oob uma was an Emarati and his grandfather was S3oodi. So that explains his going to KSA a few months back and also explains his cousin 3abdalla. Mashalla, a7is it was fun having cousins chii. They’ve been best friends since they were toddlers. They continued talking about how they became even closer now and stuff. Another few minutes later, Reemas comes in with her graceful walk.

“Sorry I was late, I had to take that call. Shlonkum?”, she said all smiley. She always thought first impressions were the most important and so did I.

When she finished what she said I was going to get up to introduce her to 3abdalla, but that’s when his facial expression changed. Wayha en8lab foog ta7at. And so did Reemas. They both looked at each other with questioned looks in their eyes. They seemed confused. I realised Reemas was shaking a bit. He kept looking at her with a worried look.

“Reemas, come sit here, you’re shaking? T3aly I’ll get you some water.”, he said getting up and pulling a chair out for her.

We all stood up and he went and held her by the arms and sat her down. She was stiff, but she moved away from him and went over to sit down with me helping her. WHAT THE HECK was that all about?! Sh9ayr fahmoony?

“Reemas 7abeebty, shfeech? You ok? Tabeen enroo7 el doctor’s? Shfeech?”, I said sitting down next to her.

3abdalla was standing there, right how he was standing when she moved his hands away from her arms. He was looking at her, with sorrow filled eyes.

“3baiid, call the waitress, latim wagif chii, yalla t7araak!”, he said looking at him motioning fro him to tell the waitress. He stood without a single movement until the next few seconds when he realised what happened and went to call the waitress.

“Reemas, rasich y3awrich, aw shay?”

“L…La…Laa…Uhh ee nsait, I uhh, makalaiit 3adl. I didn’t have meal from when I woke up. that’s all. Uhh, sorry.”, she said shaking a bit less than she did a few minutes ago. WTH was that?

“7abeebty, there’s nothing to be sorry about, yalla we’ll order to et9ereen a7san, ok hunn?”, I said giving her a hug. 7abeebty walla. I now had alot of questions on my mind, bs 7adda mo wagtaa, I’ll keep for later on tonight at home.

“Uhh al 7een btjeeb el water…”, he said with his head down this time. He sat in his chair opposite to Reemas.

The waitress brought the water and poured it into the glass. I carefully helped Reemas drink the her water and we then decided on what to order and talked about random things. Reemas stayed silent the whole time. I tried to get her join our conversation but she wouls just answer back with a word or two. So was 3abdalla, but he tried to put in the effort and joined in. When they brought our food we all dug in, they’re food was amazing. I felt like I was in Italy, since the restaurant was classical Italian and I’ve been to Italy not too long ago, maybe three years back. We finished an hour later and Reemas excused herself to the bathroom…

“3an e’thnkum, ana baseer el restroom o barj3.”, she said getting up.

“Ayee m3aach?”, I asked her.

“La 7abeebty, its ok, mala da3y.”, she turned and left.

Seconds later…

“Umm ee ana b3d baseer a’3sl o raj3, 5tho ra7atkum.”, 3abdalla got up and left.

I looked at Bader with a confused look. He looked at me with the same look. We were both clueless. If only I knew…Bader and I kept talking, this night was the most akward night of my life.

Meanwhile…

“Ya rabby laish? Laiish? Shsawait ana eb hal dnyaa 3ashan astahl hal shay? Laishh? I just want to get out of here.”, thought Reemas to herself as she cried oh so very quietly. She kept herself together until she changed directions and headed to the pool going passing through several corridors until she reached he swimming pool.

She left out painful quiet sobs. She felt weak, like the only one time two years ago. As she made her way to one of the deck chairs to sit. She needed space, and more over she needed air. She needed to be alone. When she sat down, she started having flashbacks of two years back in the day.

- 2 years ago, Reemas -

I was walking around Burjuman, shopping for London since I was travelling in two days time. I went through all the shops; LV, Ralph Lauren, Saks Fifth Avenue and all the other shops. I was the happiest person alive. I would wake up, go to sleep, shower, study, eat and play all with a smile on my face. I wasn’t like this before, it was just a few months back that this person who entered my heart and since then I have never done anything without being this happy. I loved this person to death. I would give up everything in my life just for this person. I would take care of him when he was sick. I would help him through his bad times. I WAS SUCH AN ASS! I let that person enter my heart so easily, without realising it at first, but eventually I did. That person broke my heart. That person was my heart once.That person isn’t my heart anymore. That person will NEVER be my heart , never ever. That person betrayed me, betrayed our trust, betrayed our relationship.

Back to where I was, I was walking out of Saks when I see him in Hediard. My heart jumped with joy and my stomach was filled with butterflies. I wanted to run over to him and hug him. I didn’t care about any other person. I only cared for him and about him. He was my love. He was my life. He was my everything. But not anymore. Everything changed. I walked towards all excited to see my baby, when another girl approaches him and they exchange formalities and hugs and stuff. They were flirting. And most of all HE WAS CHEATING!

When I first saw her put her arms around him, I froze in my place. I dropped my shopping bags and I felt my eyes watering and I was so PISSED OFF! How could he do that to me? That bastard! I’ll show him. He still didn’t see me so I quickly hurried to the bathroom from behind the cafe and up the escalator. I reached the bathroom and went and threw my bags on the couch. I cried the most painful tears of my life. I cried because the I was so STUPID not because he was cheating on me. I cried for the next most painful minutes of my life. How could I have been so blind? How could I have not seen this coming? Why did he do that? Why did I get myself into this? Why why why…?

For the next few minutes I tried to calm myself down. And Al 7mdilla, I did. I went over to the sink to rinse my face and apply my make-up since my eyeliner was smudged and my mascara was a disaster. It was no longer mascara. I looked horrible.

After washing my face I took out my powder and dabbed it around my face, put on my tan colored blush, mascara, liquid eyeliner and the Chanel red lipstick that I bought an hour ago. If I’m going to end things, I better do it woth style. 10 minutes later I was done and I went back to Hediard.

When I got there…

“3abooody 7abeeby, shlonkk?”, I said going up to him and give him a hug. Perfect, that would totally make her jealous.

“Uhhh Reemas shtsaween hnii?”, he asked with his face blank like he’s seen a ghost or something.

“7ayatii 3abadyy, aslim 3alaik y3ny shasawyy?”, I said in my girliest voice ever.

“3abdalla, mino hathy? Shoo tbaiin, o law sma7tay hathy mo 3abadich wla 7abeebich! Yalla goomay glbay wayhich hnaak!”, she was outraged but kept her calm.

“Walla tabeen el 9ara7a, you’re right. Mo my 3abadyy, but 3abady to millions of other girls he’s with! Wii, ubaiih 7ady 2asfa 3baiid, int ma gltlaha. Tara sorry hunn, bs he’s not yours only, he’s for a bunch of others!”, I faked as I told her. Tstahal ya 3abaad. Walla la 5aleek tt7asaf bl sawaitaa, at least you could’ve done it and waited it till I was off to London.

“Reemas! Intay shtgoleen? Shl millions of girls hathool?! 9a7yaa?”, he said in shock. Yay, my plan was working.

“3abdalla is what she’s saying right? How could you!? 9ij ink wa7d wa6yy, insa ena we met o kleshay, because you’re erased from my memory o la int et3arifny o la ana a3arfkk!”, she said her voice filled with anger. She left the minute she finished what she said, and he stood there looking at me.

“So 3abdalla, I guess you got what you deserved. La la7′9a who am I kidding? YOU DID!”, I left and turned around to go to my car.

He kept on calling me for about a month when he finally gave up. I used to get 20 missed calls a day from him and that was the least. He’d text me hoping that I would forgive but I didn’t, habla 3ashan I do w ana madry?! And even when I ignored every single call or message of his he’d wait for me after my lectures in uni to try and talk to me, but I didn’t let it happen. He hurt me once, and isn’t going to hurt me ever again. After that month, everything stopped. He stopped calling, texting and doing everything that he used to do during the last month. 7gartaa lain t3ab o ma kamal, Al 7mdilla, just what I aimed for.

- End of Flashback -

“Reemas.”

I snap back into reality when I hear his voice. I apparently didn’t hear his foot steps as he came closer to come since he was sitting next to me by now.


I turned my face in the other direction to avoid seeing him.



“You don’t have to look at me, just please listen.”, he said.



I miss him. I miss his voice. I miss every single memory I remember of him. I miss our beautiful moments. I miss our love. But I don’t think I could love him again. I really don’t.



“Reemas, I’m very sorry. I honestly am. Reemas I really miss you. I love you Reemas, I still do. If you don’t believe me, well that’s up to you. But I’d do anything to make you believe. Reemas, I’d die for you. I’d do anything for you. I still keep thinking about, hoping you’d give me a chance. I’ve changed. I really have. I’m not that person I used to be before. And I really want to be honest with you, it was only you two. But she was nothing. I wasn’t serious with her. She was an ex. She was begging for a chance. She kept on calling and calling, she even stalked me for a while, ela tabeeny I give her anothre chance. And I was really tired of it, and met her that one day. I met her that one day to tell her to stop because we couldn’t be what we were. She cheated and broke my heart. I wasn’t ready for that to happen again. I was going to tell her to forget about me and forget I existed. I wanted you Reemas, I really did. And I kept calling you and texting you but you wouldn’t answer any of them. That’s when I realise that you’d never give me a chance. But I had hope, and I still do. Only if you’re willing to forgive me that is. I’m sorry, walla iny a2sf o ma tadreen shloon.”, she said with the saddest voice ever and held my hand while I remained quiet.



I quickly cried then since I couldn’t keep it in anymore. He then took me into his arms again and I surrendered into them. It felt good though. But there still was something. After the break up I longed for his hugs and everything. But I especially longed for him. For my baby.


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Guys Inshalla 3jabkum. I felt like writing more about Reemas since I figured it would kind of be boring with Sara and Bader and all. So to spice it up, I wrote the part where Reemas gets to be the narrator. O I’ll probably do it more than once. I kind of like, that’s why. Anyways yalla byeee guys. O one more thing. Bad news. I won’t be on for a week or even more. But i’ll be back babyyy.


Love you.



XOXO,
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my mom arranged 7aflat esteqbal for me, and I’m nervous all over again, madry laish parties and stuff makes me nauseous and scared…

I’m already missing HH…although he’s right here next to me, I know I’m being silly bas I so wanna tie him up on the bed and lock the door on him 3ashan he misses the plane and stays with moi.

yours-depressed moi:’(

OMGGGGGGGGGGG !!

I was at Avenues with two of my good friends today. It was one hell of a day with all the walking around and shopping. The most funny part was I got sick of my heels and one of my friends got sick of hers so we switche haha.

Then we had dinner at jhonny rockets.. and infront of our table were these group of guys having dinner. They were all sick looking except for this one little hottie that kept on eying me. I kinda kept on eyeing him, but focourse if he came over and asked for my number I would refuse. Im the type that lkes to just look then walk away.. you know like window shopping. Lol.

So when we walked out he was following me all the down till the garage. I was so damn flattered. I was like hell yeah baby. But the guy was such a coward he didn;t ask for my number

Oh well Im here for 2 more days you never know what other wild things might happen? Raped who knows hahha.. la wallah inshallah l2.

Wa7ashatnyyyyyyyyyy balaaaaaaaaaadyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy <33

Almhm yallah I wanna sleep I got another early day ahead of me.

Sorry But I wont be posting for the next 2 days. I wont have time. So inshallah once Im back in Jeddah. Sorry :D

Oh hey ! Whats up with kuwaiti guys and asses ?

Every time a guy passed by me and my friends they stared down at out asses. We didnt notice till a few hours later. So whenever we passed by we would be so embareesed cause we would know hat was going to happen next.

Yallah I wanna go sleep.

Love u all !!

xx