.As she got closer to the parking lot she could barely see his black aston martin parking front and center infront of the dock in the parking lot since it was a bit dark.. she parked her car took out the bags of food & her favorite pink floral scarf thats always in the car incase its really cold out there.. she got some gummy bears from her dorj since eating them reminds her of Bader.. plus he got her addicted (remember the mazra3a incident when they were watching jurassic park ba3daain he had gummy bears oo said inna its his fav?) .. she walked up to his car.. he wasnt there.. she went and stood on the side walk that seperated the dock and the parking area.. she looked over to her left she saw min ib3edd a man sitting on a bench staring at the open water.. where there were no docks or boats..

ta8reeban nafs ishay.. bs 3ashan il-imagination ;p;p

She walked towards him hesitantely afraid yi6la3 another man.. oo its 11.. oo the place is dark.. u get what i mean?? anyways she came close enough to realize it was Bader.. wearing a crisp white abercrombie t-shirt with navy shorts.. his hair was messy and longer and he obviously didnt shave but he had this dirty face look going on.. he looked tired.. and ridiculously HOTT! He was sitting in the edge of the bench.. she sat in the middle, put down the bags.. and with all the rummaging of the bags he didnt seem to notice.. he was just in his own little world… he was sitting quietly with his hand crossed together lying on his lap..

She had never been so close to a man this way

Jumana: Uhhh… ;S

Is this a short post? Im sorry .. i just can’t seem to concentrate for more than a minute these days. So many last-minute assignments and exams, I hope  you like this post, it took so long to write ! I literally re-wrote it about five times, I’m not k…

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Is this the moment where I look you in the eye?Forgive my broken promise that you’ll never see me cryAnd everything, it will surely change even if I tell you I won’t go away todayWill you think that you’re all alone when no one’s there to hold your han…

Dedicated to LSB ;)

Enjoy..

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They arrived to the hospital.. Jassim headed to the room and Bader followed..

Bo Jassim was sitting outside with red eyes and 3abdelra7man was ziffing every doctor and nurse that was passing by..

Bader: YUBA SHNO??! SHFEEHA OMMY?!

Bo Jassim: Dish laha da5el taby tkalmik..

Bader rushed inside and his heart stopped as he saw his mother with a thousand wires strapped on to her and all the machines working furiously to keep her breathing..

She took off her kammam and motioned for her son to sit beside her..

He did as instructed..

Om Jassim: Ba.. der.. wlaidy… inta tadre ana shkithir a7ibik?

She was having a hard time speaking and breathing together..

Bader felt a lump in his throut..

Bader: Ee yumma adree wallah adree..

he held her hand

Om Jassim: Wana.. ma saffartik illa.. 3ashan.. inta kint.. tistahal akthar.. oo.. 3ashan dayman.. kint athka wa7e.. d.. min i5wanik.. illy kaan..

Bader: yumma la ta3been nafsich.. adree laish waddaitoony.. wadree innich it7ibbeeny.. intay irta7ay al7een..

Om Jassim teared up..

Om Jassim: Widdey.. lo kint.. ma3ak dayman.. oo.. ana.. illy awaklik.. oo adarsik.. w asoolif ma3ak.. wawansik.. wallah kan widdy.. sami7ny.. sami7ny..

she started to cry..

Bader teared up at the sight of his mother so weak so helpless begging for his forgiveness.. he always did resent his parents a bit for sending him away and making him study abroad since he was young.. but when he came back.. allot of companies offered him a high honorable man9ab that normally men his age wouldnt get.. he then saw how they did right towards him.. but still, he wouldave killed for a normal life at home.. yet all of that didnt matter now.. all that mattered was that his mother would get better..

Bader: Yumma ma ‘3ala6tay 3alaii wadree innich t7ibbeeny.. intay bas goomay bissalama.. win3eed kil shay min awal..

He kissed the crown of her head..

She smiled so weakly..

Om Jassim: ya wlaidy.. yimkin.. allah ma yaktibly.. inny.. agoom wafra7.. feek.. washoof.. ‘6anak.. bas ma wa9eek.. sa3adtik ya bader.. wa sa3adat mortik.. tara haa.. il-mara 7assasaa.. w lazim.. marrat.. titnazal.. 3ashanha.. w yawailik.. in yibt.. bint w ma.. samait.ha 3alaii..

She weakly laughed..

Bader: Akeed basameeha 3alaich yumma! shloun masammeeha 3alaich?? oo latgooleen mintay gayma.. inshallah itgoomeen bissalamah.. w ti6li3een a7san min gabel

She had a look in her eyes.. like she knew she was going to die..

Om Jassim: 7abeeby.. wildy.. iddinya giwiyya.. oo ma.. t5af 3ala sh3oorik.. bas inta a8waa.. w ra7 tigdar 3alaiha.. faa la t5ally.. shay.. yoogaf ib 6ireejik y-yumma.. oo la tinsa.. sa3adtik.. sa3adtik ya yumma..

She gasped..

Bader: YUMMMA?!?!

He called and screamed for the nurse as he heard her saying her shahada..

Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep..

Bader just stood there in shock..

The doctors came in and huddled over her.. while the nurse instructed Bader to get out.. and he did so very calmly..

After half an hour of trying to revive om Jassims heart… all the family gathered outside including Baders uncles and aunts, Jassims wife, & a few of his cousins…..

They showered bader with questions.. but he just setteled with a “madree sh9ar”

The doctor came out..

Everybody stared at him intently hoping for the best..

Doctor: Asif.. Bas, Om Jassim 3a6atkom 3omorhaa…

The whole room collapsed into a bundle of Tears screams and ad3iya..

Bader couldnt stand it so he walked out with a heavy heart without sheding a single tear.. and headed home..

AFTER 3 DAYS…

It was the last day of the 3aza.. Bader accepted everybodys condolences very politely and was gayem with the 3aza and helping his confused father while his brothers were in a total mess..

Jumana and her family came everyday and Jumanas mom would fix lunch for Bader and his family along with his aunts… and Jumana met his family including cousins and aunts and she liked them all very much except for rawan who was baders cousin who kept giving Jumana dirty looks and blabbering to Baders other cousins how he is soo cute and how he had a crush on her when they were younger and that hes soo gonna prupose to her and its only a matter of time… “Iff killish mo wagtah malat 3alaich!! omma matat o ur talking about how hott he is!” Jumana thought to herself..

She went outside to grab something from her car.. and she saw Bader heading towards his car.. he saw her and smiled.. she smiled back.. and he drove off…

Jumana “wow.. shaklah 6abee3y.. too 6abee3y!”

The 3aza ended and they went back home..

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hope u liked this post :O)

ga3adt sinaaa wana aktibaaa !

So.. why is he soo 6abee3y??
Whats gonna happen next??
& How does rawan fit in this story??

Little Joy has brought SO MUCH JOY to my life (the pun is completely intended). They’re the most delightful thing I’ve heard in a long, long time. Their music is just simply beautiful.

Now, to all of you Strokes fans who were outraged and appalled by the idea of the guys doing side projects, SHAME ON YOU! Fabrizio’s side project, and Albert’s solo albums are VERY impressive! not “side project/solo career” impressive, just plain impressive. They’re both extraordinary talented, it would’ve been a shame if they DIDN’T share their talent with all of us.

Your thougtsies, my beloved readers?

Hey, I know’s it’s been ages since I updated, so I’m sorry about that.. for everyone who asked about me thanks.. :) I’m not in a very “love story” mood so if I write anything I’ll probably kill all the male characters in a freak accident.. so I better …

Heeeeeeeeeeeeeey!! Im baaaaaaack and Im all yours.. I missed you guys so much.. did you miss me ? :D I finally posted 21 and I know the length isnt satisfying, but I should be thinking of whats next .. madree shaktib :S so I hope you like it ;**







ok ok could this feeling stop? STOP STOP STOP!! Why is my heart beating so fast? U IDIOT STOP!! OOOH I see a twinkle in his eyes. Am I suppossed to say something? I want to change the subject.

Hehe ti9arwe3at il maskeena.. can I kiss her? il mafrooth ini as2l wala shaswii? abii aboosha shlooon? a5aaf abosha oo it3a9eb.. 5o 3ady ana mit3awed kil dgega it7a9eli zafa minha.. ily igool ihya akbar minii hehe..

Me: amm..

Thats how you change the subject yal maynoona?

3abood: kiss..

Me: na3am? Shfee hatha? hehe

3abood: t5aleni aboosich?

Me: hehe la2 ofcoarse!

3abood: Jawoona 7abeebtii.. He was sitting next to me on the couch. I sat without any move came from me. My body was stiff like a rock. I couldn’t move his face was next to my shoulders. I was looking at my hands playing with my fingers. He had his hands on mine and seperated them from each other. I then looked at my thighs and there he goes.. his hands on my thighs. Is he following the traces of my eyes with his hands? hehe naughty!! He slightly moved his hands to my knees. ok ok I can’t take this .. i just can’t !!!

He pushed me down to the sofa and now im laying down. 3abood was sitting but his face was on top of mine. I just didn’t know what to do or how to break this scene, but the only idea came up my mind was the shalay that we are in..

Me: 3abood?

3abood: hmm? still facing me with a melted eyes.

Me: shalay meno a7na fee?

3abood: 7mayen la t5afeen we’re alone.

Me: no one will come in?

3abood: i took care of everthing babe.

Did he plan on this? the way we are in right now? did he invite me over for a kiss? what was he thinking ?? OMG i don’t want our relationship do be in this way.

3abood: stop thinking .. i know what you are thinking of.

Me: how do you know?

3abood: I can read your eyes..

Me: and what did my eyes say to you?

3abood: it said that I invited you over for a kiss..

WTF? how did he know? No seriously .. HOW?

Me: you are freakin me out!!

3abood looked at me and grinned. The grin that we all melt down of. Those white pearly teeth and all lined up straight.

Me: whats so funny?

He came closer to my face oo sh3ara wa7da oo 5ala9 this kiss was going to happen. I couldnt feel my heart beat. I think it stopped beating, but im still alive. Why isn’t he talking to me. Stop staring I can’t look into his eyes or else something else is going to happen.

Me: 3ab..

3abood: shhhh!

I kept quite this wasnt ending. It was like watching a scene in slow motion. The fact that his face on top of me for minutes gazing at each other made it harder for me. Ok I think I should move. I want to move. I was about to move but his lips impeded me. He brushed his lips against mine for 2 seconds. The shock was on both faces. I couldn’t believe it.. ok it was short but …

He had his hands on my hair and kissed me. This time was longer and different. I think I went blank and came to life again when we stopped kissing. I waaaaaant more!!!!!!!!!! it was amazing, so so so so amazing.

The time went by so quiclky and I should get going. I seriously didn’t want to leave. Ok, true I didn’t want to kiss him but at the same time I wanted to.

Me: 3abood.. I whispered

3abood: 3yoona..

Me: I should leave

3abood: laaaa2 5aleech ma shiba3t minich ;p

Me: hehe kil hatha oo ma shiba3t?

3abood: laaa2 ;p

Me: hehehe byeeee

3abood: matro7een!

Me: yanait?

3abood: ee mara7 a5aleech ti6le3een..

Me: 3abood bsss lazim aroo7 omi ra7 t3a9eb.

3abood: 5ala9 3ayal roo7ay..

Me: 3yoonik tgool inik imsawii shay..

3abood: la u can’t read eyes like I do.

Me: I guess not.. yala bye

I went to the door and forced the door knob to open. It was really hard to open this door.

Me: 3abood ta3al fich il bab mo ra’6ii ..

I turned around and saw 3abood holding the keys.

Me: 3abooooooooooooooood.. I should get going pleaaaaaaase.. I ran after him and tried to get the keys. Lil asaf he was faster. We ran in circles all around the shalay and I still couldn’t catch him. Only until his toes hit the edge of the table and fell and I was behind him and fell on top of him.

3abood grinned when I fell on top of him: ana adrii inich tabeeni ;p

Me: hehe you wish ..

He had his hands on my waist but the key wasnt in his hands.

Me: the key..

3abood: waina?

Me: laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..

3abood: hehehe.. gtlich maku 6al3a!

Me: 3abooood Im beggin you! please please..

3abood: bosa awal..

I kissed him on the cheek..

3abood: laa2 mama .. He pouted signaling that he wanted it to be on his lips.

Me: you had enough even though I didn’t want it.

3abood: 3alaaaaaainaa?

Me: hehe iskit.. yalaaaaa keys..

3abood: kiss

Me: keeeyss

3abood: kiss and walla i will give them to you.

Me: iiiiff 3alaaik!

I kissed him and I couldn’t believe it was me who was kissing him. Every kiss was different than the other. My hand was on his chest and I could feel his heart beat going faster and faster in 0.0001 senconds. I heard our car’s horn and stopped kissing him.

Me: keys..

3abood: ma agdar you are on top of me.

Me: hehe ya shagool..

We stood up and finally he gave me the keys. He followed me to the door and opened them with the keys.

3abood: I had fuun today ;p

Me: ofcoarse you did ;p

3abood: didn’t you?

Me: hehe..

3abood: skoot 3alamat il ri’6a ..

Me: byeeee 3abood..

3abood: sweet dreams

Me: u 2

I hopped into the car and went to our shalay. I enetered and they were all gathered watching tv. I feel guilty of what im doing and how I left them. I stopped hanging out with them like old days and Im missing those old days.

Me: salam 3alaikum

All: wa3laikum isalam

Sarah: wain kintay?

Me: 3ind my friend

5alty: ta3alay gi3day wiyana 5oosh film hatha..

Me: ay film?

5alty: madree walla isma 9a3ab..

6aiba: hehe Slumdog Millionare.

Me: aaaah ee abii ashoofa.

We watched the movie until it was over and we all ended in our beds and I had flashback of that kiss..

Hey people i was doing my hair again and i wrote this :)

hope you like it !!!!!!!!!!

it is part two of the polo story but tara i am not very in to detail so sorry about that :)

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Moodi woke up at the sound of her alarm. She checked her hand watch and the time was 7:30 am. She got off her bed and went to the bathroom washed her face and brushed her teeth. She went to the closet took out her juicy tracksuit and put on her trainer. She head out of the door to the park. She promised herself to walk for one hour four times a week so she could eat without worrying about gaining weight. After the walk she headed to Starbucks to get a iced latte and she saw the blueberry muffin and couldn’t resist. She surveyed the place and spotted people getting up from the sofa near the window and sped to take their place. She sat down and opened the internet on her phone and read some blogs.

D: allo hey salma shlonich

S:good intay shlonich

D:walla zaina bas mo fahma 7al chemistry

S: no one hit u in the hand and told u to take it

D: but it will increase my GPA plus I need to know it if I want to be doctor

S: okay so where are u I want to see you

D:I am at starbuck bas fashla ga3da ma3a wahda fa I don’t think it work how about after.

M: sorry bas it’s okay let her come I don’t mind

S: okay I am going out with my mother now so see you later bye

D: okay bye (while putting the phone down and turning to M)Thank you bas she is not coming now she remembered she had something bas I didn’t think u were kuwaiti.

M: its okay I get that a lot pardon my eave dropping but I can’t help hearing you are having trouble with chemistry

D: yeah don’t get me started but I have to take it if I want to be a doctor

M: mashalla I wanted to be a doctor but I decided to late so I am now an accountant. I just graduated. So how about I help you with chemistry since I just took it in the university.

D: really walla I can’t thank you enough if u do oh where are my manners. My name is Dana al flani.

M: Moodi al flani.

D: how does farah al flani relate to you?

M: my sister why do u know her

D:yes she is married to my cousin Salem

M: oh remember where I saw you now at her wedding you were wearing a red dress which I can’t stop talking about it mashalla you looked gorgeous everyone was talking about you

D: really (blushing and tilting her face to the side while playing with her hair) oh I remember you. you were wearing red too right.

M: yes I love red and I wanted a red polo like the one you are wearing but there was only one left and someone took it “pouting” so what do u need help with since we are family now

D: this chapter here

They stayed for two hour studying forgetting about the time. Moodi got a phone call from her mother asking her where she was and is she coming with them to lunch. She turned to Dana and told here this is my number I will be here tomorrow at the same time don’t be shy to bring your stuff so we can study more. She got up and left.

until next time

xoxoxox

Hey All !No Post for this week , Am terribly sorry < britosh accentjust wanted to inform you abt that ×P

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Saturday, 16th may, 5pm:

X stops the car, and I open the door to get out.
“3ad methel ma wassaitich“, he says to me.
I smile slyly “Ee khair inshaAllah“, and I close the door.
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.

As I walk towards the school’s gate, I pass by a group of teenage girls who start shouting out “Vote for Flan“, “Flan welly khalleech“.
!!!
I nod my head and continue walking.

Seriously now, do they think that I came all the way here in this heat and I haven’t made up my mind yet?? Ya3ni by them shouting out the name of their favourite candidate that i’ll be convinced to vote for him??
.
.

I pass by another group who start showering me with cards that say “FLAN Al FLANI”, I decline as politely as I can saying 7aram I take it as I will eventually end up throwing it away.

Now really what will I do with a bunch of cards? ya3ni will seeing whoever’s name printed in bold font will somehow be imprinted in my mind which in turn will make me check the little square before his name when I vote??
COME ON!!
What a waste of paper really!
.
.

And then, the strangest thing..
As I was just about to enter, a woman comes and whispers in my ear:
“Flan ilFlani“
I stop and stare as she walks away..
Mn sijha??
La mo ma3qool!!
ya3ni shakly killish mo mal asawwit 7ag hal flan belthaat!!

As I shake my head and continue walking, another woman caught the whole thing, she smiles and says: “Shaklich wayed ib tismi3een kalamha!!“
I smile back: “Yeah sure!!“
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.

As I enter the school, I can’t help but feel a bit apprehensive.
My heart sends out a little prayer:
May God help me choose who is best for my country

I go to look up my name, check which room I’m suppose to cast my vote in, and for my surprise, and utter dismay, the halls were empty, didn’t see much people except some organizers and a few policemen scattered here and there.. Wain ilnaaaas? wainkom ya ahal ilKuwait? why aren’t you here to vote? !!
This looks nothing like last year :-(
The only advantage here is that I get to vote and go home quickly.

I enter the room, hand out my jinsiya and turn my head around to check the place..
“It’s so quiet in here“
No one answers back :-/
Was I supposed not to talk?

The lady gives me the paper and points towards the stall.
I go obediantely and place the paper over the table..
My God so many names..
Powerful names..
O names killish malha da3y..

I take a deep breath,
“Bismillah elra7man ilra7eem”,
and starts checking out the squares..
then I fold the paper and go slide it in the box..

There..
I’ve done my duty as a concered citizen
.
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:للعلم

كل اللي رشحتهم فازوا
:-)
الله يوفقهم ويوفق الجميع لما فيه خير ومصلحة الكويت

    My 17 year old younger brother gave me this masterpiece as a gift last year. It was something that he drew for his art class in school. The topic was draw your idol, someone you admire. I don’t know who the hell was my brother’s idol was but he just looks yummy don’t you think? I mean look at those black teeth and that uni-brow. Gorgeous! Did you notice that his idol wears orange

I love polos.
So while I was doing my hair and bored to death a story popped in my head.


MOODI AND ESSA BOTH WERE HEADING TO THE RALPH LAUREN STORE IN BOND STREET, LONDON.

M was talking on the phone: Hello farah tara an 3nd Ralph lauren

Farah( sister of M): great cause I want four large polo shirts anything new

M: ya3ney anything

F: ya3ney anything to shut Salem up

M:that’s not the way someone talks about their husband

F: chub

M:okay they have the new one but the larges are on the top self and I can’t reach them “pouting”

F: midget

M: chub you are only two centimeters taller than me. Where is the sales guy walla u never find them when u need them okay Farah call u later

F: see you later

Moodi surveyed the shop and to her disappointment no salesmen around. So she thought she has to get them herself. She went closer to the shelfs and tried to reach for the t-shirts no success. She didn’t let that stop her. She tired jumping and reaching for the t-shirt. Still but she kept on jumping because she found that she was getting closer to reaching the t-shirts.

Essa was walking to the shop while talking on the phone with his sister, Dana.

E: yalla bye I am going to buy me some polos because the stupid airline lost my bag

D:hehehehe karma walla this is all because u wouldn’t bring my bag with u

E: chub like u will study. It’s summer nerd

D: I know buti thought I would start it since I have nothing to do. Also AP chemistry is hard.

E:well no one forced to take it. Okay yalla I have to go see you

He enterd the shop and went to the polo section. He was astonished by what he found awaiting him there. A girl was jumping trying to reach the tops shelf. He couldn’t stop himself from laughing but it seemed the girl was to focused to notice him. He first thought he should not help her it was very amusing standing there watching her but he remember karma.

E: May I help you

M: finally can you get me those polos ” exhaling and pointing at the top shelf”

Essa was smiling while thinking so she has claws. He reached for the polos and waited her to turn around.

M:”thank you ” while turning around with a big smile on her face.

The smile didn’t last long. She was shocked at what show infront of her not a sales guy but a normal person. To top that he was a Kuwaiti. She was so embarrassed and she could feel her face turning red. She was telling herself “come on moodi get your act together khalas it happened but it is not the end of the world and mentally slaping herself since kicking herself hurts more”.

M:sorry thank you walla you didn’t have to

E: how can I not help a damsel in distress with getting her polos

M:thank you but now that you are here which one is nice . the red or yellow?

E:red

M: thanks. Oh now he comes ” pointing at the salesmen” excuse me may you put those aside for me because I will go up to the ladies section now

Salesmen: of course if you may hand them to me and iwill find you someone to help you upstairs.

M: thank you

E: oh wait for me

M turns confused : sorry

E: I would like your help in picking some polos for my sister since she hates me right now.

M: oh okay yalla

E: So do you work or study

M: study thank god I don’t want to work

E: trust me when you graduate and have nothing to do you will want to work

M: if you put it that way I guess. Oh here they are “pointing at the polos” So what size is your sister

E: I see will be about the same size as you

M: so medium “turning towards Essa” you services are needed dear knight “while pointing at the shelf which she can’t reach”

E: It’s my honor milady

Moodi got the polos and paid for them . she said bye to Essa. They left without knowing either ones name.

Both of them never forgot that day. They would remember it whenever they show someone wear a polo or enter a Ralph Lauren shop.

If this story was true. It would be a interesting story of how i meet you mother.

until next time

xoxoxoxox

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Dear Diary,I sat in my room for an hour, Meera’s image still stuck in my mind, well not only Meera alone, but Meera and S3ood together. He seems to be still in love with her, but she’s married. Is she in love with him? She named her son S3ood, I assume…

I bring it on myself I guess .. I procrastinate way too much .. like right now, I should be working on a paper which my partner in the United States tomorrow .. and which I should also be doing a multi-media part for it .. which I’m not seeing as I’m w…

Hey Everybody! I’m back and better then ever. Sorry I took so long to post the 8th part, but I had some loose end to tie up and some deep soul searching. I’d like to thank everybody for being so patient and hopefully you’ll keep enjoying what I deliver…

I’ve been begging Aseel to let me write about her and Faisal (her husband) but she kept refusing to let me do so! after constant nagging she agreed to give me try. I promised her that I won’t turn their story into a, I quote, “Silly, geeky love story between two horny freakheads” (Yes, that’s what she said about Rayan and I’s story :P 7mara, mu?). I promised her that I won’t ruin her “beloved story” with my “silly antics” *rolls eyes*

So yeah, here it goes. She said she’ll decide whether she’ll let me continue or not after reading this…

Please give us your POSITIVE feedback 3ashan Aseel sees how much you guys WANT to know their story (If you don’t like the story, then pretend that you do! you owe me this, mmkay?!!!!) all jokes aside, their story is a good one! I give you my word!

Oh and Aseel, I hate you more than I hate strawberries dipped in melted chocolate.

She made her way through the busy campus, walking furiously to avoid any unnecessary greetings from the people she knew. She was a very social person, but today she just wasn’t in the mood for anyone.

“Aseel!” Her friend, Rana called out for her.

Aseel sighed, plastered a huge smile on her face, and turned around to greet her friend, “Ranaaaa! how are you?! how was your summer vacation?”

As if she had been preparing herself for that specific question, Rana started to blabber on and on about her summer vacation. Where she went, the “funny” things that happened to her, the “hot” guys she met. Aseel absentmindedly nodded along the whole time. She liked Rana, she was nice and all, but she knew that if it wasn’t for the fact that she was all alone in London she wouldn’t have became friends with her.

“Um, I really have to go to my class! bas we’ll catch up later, okay 7abibti?” Aseel smiled brightly and excused herself. The moment she turned around the smile was replaced with an annoyed frown. She just really wasn’t in the mood for “formalities”, let alone Rana’s annoying blabbering.

With the music from his headphones blasting in his ears, he watched her walking up the stairs. Something about this girl has always made him so interested in her. There was something about the way she smiled. The way she instantly makes everyone happy. The way she carried herself. The way she always glanced behind her back, almost as if she knew he was watching her. It has been this way for two years now. He’d sit on that bench observing her every move, studying her facial features, her reactions to what people say. He felt a strong connection to her, even though they never spoke a single word to each other.

After hours of boring lectures, Aseel was finally free. She pushed the heavy door of the building open and smiled as the warm sun greeted her. “It seems like this day is finally getting better” she thought to herself and practically skipped down the stairs. She stopped abruptly with the sight of a dark figure, slouching on the same bench he was sitting on hours go, his dark sharp eyes staring right into her eyes. She never saw him before, but somehow she felt like she has.

As she approached the bench, his cold stares slowly crept up her spine, causing her smile to quickly disappear. There was something about him that just didn’t make her feel comfortable, he had a dark aura around him, a dark aura that caused the bright summer sun that she was enjoying a minute ago to vanish completely.

At the end of the stairs Rana was waving frantically at Aseel, signaling for her to come over.

While walking away, she turned around to look at the odd stranger. He was still staring at her the same cold way he was doing the minute she came out of the building. The way he looked at her gave her goosebumps. He made her feel exposed, unsafe, scared.

He carefully watched her disappear into the horizon and turned his gaze down to the book in his hands. “She’s breathtaking” he thought to himself, “I wonder if I’d ever get the courage to actually talk to her”. He bitterly laughed at the last thought, because he knew that even if he ever did get the courage to do so, it would never actually happen. A girl like her would never even consider conversing with a guy like him. The way she instantly frowned when she saw him was solid proof of that.