chapter 13

Reem What's Faisal doing? he's with Fahad....  if I could just stand in that corner maybe I can get some info ,
 I only heard Fahad say "laish??" Faisal ignored him and walked away. shisalfa..  I only heard part of the
 convo  "wallah 7alaa " -Fahad says complaining .... to himself gabil laa yshoofny


I quickly head to class

 -in class-

 I stayed with Sara and some other classmates of mine, we copied notes and chatted , it was more of a free period , cause we had a substitute.

 Girls my class either go nonstop talking about the new music videos they see in YouTube, or gossip .... ya3ne ashya2 6abee3ya. bas this class when we were all sitting together as a group I see the new girl coming up to me. Fatma.

 lets just say fatma doesn't have the best reputation, shes mda7d7a, white, and u can recognize her by her voice, ghareeb, shway squeaky. ma yhmha ila il7ash o tmoot 3alaa inha tda5el 3e9ha shay ma ykh9ha ...


 I have my distance with her, bas that doesn't stop her from iltilizig.

 "Rayoooom" ... y7lelha Rayoom Mara wa7da,  she seems ok.
 "Halla?"

 " emshayy please daleeenyyy Wain il7amam mal ground floor"

 "ok"

  So as we walked Fatma  started talking about her freinds, her old freinds, and people she meets bilshaleh and how they are  "ray7en feha" .. 3a6ait,ha wayh o gilt it's ok hathy swalifha.. 

 fatma - "  wayed irt7tlch "

me - " thank you ! :D"

fatma -" wallah awal ma dakhalt 9afkum 7asayt inch ghair"

 me -" la 3ad mu layhaddaraja "

 fatma -" 9ij wallah! "
 me -" thanks men thoqich "

I started joking with her until ............ fahad passed the empty hallway. Fatma was quite . there was this awkward silence. I'm not supposed to be talking to him. bas fai9al shako feny., ohwa la sheghel b layan o bas so what fahad is his best freind doesn't mean I should act like he doesn't exsist. ma 3nda salfa.

 Fahad looked at me, lama 3ainy 6a7at b 3aina he smiled "yooo" he says

 "haha :p Ana mu the coach !"
 " aaaah 9ij , 3ad t9adgen tshabheena "
" ma ashouf  ilshebah"
 "akeed laana ohwa wayed a7laa "  he said while walking and raises an eyebrow pulling a sarcastic face. he left. I started to smile, typical. I can't hide my emotions sadly. he's too gorgeous :(. I can't believe he just said that !! 


  fatma is still here nisayt 3nha.  she totally ignored what happened.  she kept talking and talking , khathat ra7at,ha , she even added me on bbm.

 wa9lt.ha il7amam wa akheeran o re7t 3nha.  the bell rang, I went to go get Fay so we could go home ..

 after school Fay and I were headed to go get us a drink before getting home. Fay ma taskett 3an her senior year and how she plans it.... I get bored quickly.

 i started to think about what fai9al told me ... 

 " la t6ay7een ilmyana"

 after that image I see Fahad's gorgeous sarcastic face telling me the coach a7la miny.. wow ...  bas fai9als voice won't leave my head whenever I remember fahad.


 speaking of!! sh9arrr b layan !! how can I forget,.. bsr3a 6ala3t my phone I sent her millions of texts telling her to call me, her mobile is switched of.  After asking about Layan... I see Fatma sending me bbms..


. " Fa6oom. al. - Hi Rayooooom ;* had fun with you todayyyyy"

 Ay fun Allah yhaadach. I walked you to the bathroom.

 " Reem : me too ;**"

 " Fa6oom.al.- sooo :D Rayoom,  tethkeren my freind I told you about ily yat ma3ay the party that I regretted going??"
 ummmm..... not exactly. khanjamilha shway.

 "Reem: ya"

 "Fa6oom.al- she's still sending me those messages loooool"

 "Reem: loooool ;p"

 "Fa6oom.al- umbayyy Tara the guy was so cute !!!!!"

"Reem: ay guy?"

 i5tr3t shway. faj2a.

 "Fa6oom.al- tsawen ro7chh ma tdreen, the one who talked to you, ismaah fahad 9a7?"
 "Reem : ee shdarach?"
 "Fa6oom.al- wee laykoon 9a7bch, sorry."

 6l3at hailigya :) no3ha chethy.
 "Reem: la2"
 "Fa6oom.al.- you can trust me Rayoom 3ade , a9lan ohwa shakla khosh wa7ed,  and trustworthy ! oo if you need someone to talk to about this I'm here"

 "Reem : No babe, ohwa ma3ay b p.e"

   tnarfzt menha shway ... hadayt my phone.

 15 minutes later " Fa6oom.al.- Rayooom !                             PING!!                             PING !! Ismah fahad alflaany 9aa7? check this out ....."


 Ma a9adeg what she sent me of Fahad!!!!! 

chapter 12

-LAYAN-

(an hour earlier)

I was on my way to class, the halls were empty, i was late i guess, i was too busy reviewing for a quiz.

So im walking willa chan i hear a sneeze behind me

I let it go it could be anyone

" hachoooo" again?

I knew who this was, but i didnt want to say anything, he could be walking to his class too

" lay. An? -" i heard him say

I Twisted around to the nerd

"na3am?" i said and looked him in the eye he quickly looked at my feet

" layan i justt--- i have to say it-- i i like,,, i like you" he said and sneezed again

Ok , that did not just happen is he serious?

 

i had a straight face.

" ok thank u goodbye" i said and turned back around to walk away.

I thought he would have the decency to know rejection when he saw it.

 

i thought hed let it go.

" DONT U LIKE ME BACK?" he shouted from a distance behind me. I just walked faster.

He ran up to me and i swiveled around

Why wont he give up

" im not that type of girl, im sorry, i dont like anyone.. Ever.. And if i did i would keep it to myself, now if u dont mind i have to get to class"

 

i said in a calm tough voice

 I tried to turn around willa his hand shoves me back . YES, he grabbed my shoulder and shoved me.

I lost it

I punched him so hard! I knew it wouldnt do any damage---

So i broke his nose

"aaah" he screamed and then he sneezed.

 

he sneezed blood

I cant believe he sneezed at a time like this

" WHATS GOING ON?" the vice principle said from the stairs.

Willa faj2a the principle came out from behind an open door next to us

" i saw everything that happened, layan come to my office, fali7 ur suspended until further notice u stay in the waiting room ill come get u when im done with layan"

The principle, miss glinda was a sweet brunnete from texas. She took me to her office

I was numb i looked at my hands, there was blood on it, his blood

Thats when my eyes started to tear up

Not because of him but because i caused someone pain, i shouldnt have snapped like that.

She took me to her office and told me what she heard

" im guessing he grabbed u and turned u around judging by ur shirt" she said and pointed at my untidy shoulder, i fixed it.

" it was like when he touched me i freaked, like i wasnt me all i knew was that i wanted him to leave me alone"

I said

She patted my head and gave me a hug

" dont worry hell never do it again and if he does u can take care of it, besides u pack a hell of a punch" that got my smiling.

" want me to call ur mom to pick u up? Or a family member? We dont except drivers"

She said

" no my moms at a meeting and my dads away, and my uncle is in america" and whenever that happens i call 3amy sa3ad. but hes gone with baba. ...

 

that only left me with...

Faisal.

 

 

So i excused myself and walked in the hallway. i wonder were he is. what if hes in school?

The phone ringed once and he picked up

" layan" he said, his voice was breathless and gruff as if hed been running.

" im sorry, im in the office and i have no one who can pick me up-" i said but was cut off

" kany yay, layan one day, couldnt u just be peaceful for one day?" his voice started out rough but then he sighed

" hathayla shga3d isawoon la7tha il be there in 10" i dont know who hes talking about

" faisal i forgot ur in school im sor-" i said but he sharply cut me off again.

" layan im coming no matter what u say, so dont bother" he said .

 

i heard two faraway voices. and faisals hard breathing.

 

 

" yalla bye" he said i could hear him shout and then he shut the phone

-------

I waited in the reception, i stayed there thinking about what id done for five minutes.

The door opened and faisal walked in

He looked at me, with a straight face. and the moment he looked at me i something inside me gave way.

I dont know why bas i suddenly burst into tears.

He looked horrified. it was the first time ive ever seen faisal get shocked EVER. like he literally just stood there staring in shock. he snapped out of it

and he rushed over to me 

 

" layan shfeech sh9ar, shfeech tabcheen?" he said.

 

And as if on cue the principle came in and said hi to faisal

 

 

" hi u must be her brother " she said then told him everything.

Faisal looked shocked. But he nodded and answered in a polite way

She said goodbye and left.

Awal ma 6la3at all hell broke lose cuz faisal went on the rampage.

" WHERE IS HE?!" he shouted and ran into the hall. He fast walked, i tried to catch up

"faisal 5ala9 its over-" i said but he cut me off

" THE HELL IT IS! ITS NOT OVER UNTIL I SAY IT IS" he said.

Suddenly i saw him

He was sneezing at his locker.

He looked at me in shock. him and his bloody nose

Faisal diidnt even need to ask if that was him.

 

( he took one look at me and knew)

He just walked over to him and punched him

The guy tried to punch him back but faisal catches his arm and twists it

" FAISAL 5ALA9" i shouted

But its as if he didnt hear me

" IS THIS THE HAND U TOUCHED HER WITH?!" faisal said and i heard The guy scream in pain

Thats when i grabbed faisal by the arm and pulled him back

" stop it faisal hes already getting suspended" i sAid

He turned his head to me and let go of the guy, he fell.

 

" but thats not enough" he said in an exasperated voice and looked At me with wide eyes

So i did the only thing that would snap him out of it

" u know, i like Chicken wings but my mom doesnt let me eat them so i sneak into the kitchen at night sometimes just to eat them" i said and didnt take my eyes off his

He looked taken aback he turned his anger towards me........ well thats a start

" how could u be joking at a time like this"

 

 

He said in a loud voice

" i cant sleep at Night unless i have my night light on" i said, its true though i cant.

He just shook his head and looked exasperated

" what? Shga3d tgooleen layan! Wait.. UR afraid of the dark?!" he said and i could c he was trying not to smile.

But he did.

I completely forgot about the guy bleeding on the floor until he stood up and said

" i never even stood a chance! Did i ? !"

 

 

Faisal looked at him and gave him a look that made him run away

 

 

Id run away too if i was him

" yalla layan 5alny awadeech il bait" he said and walked infront if me.

 

faj2a just like that he was the faisal we all knew

I nodded

 

" hey faisal can we keep the night light thing between us?" i said as he walked away.

 

 

" min9ijich ?! A secret like that?! Im telling the world" he said . he said with one of his half smiles

" fine be that way, " i said chan adish ilsayara

before he turned to the road and back to the wicked, quiet, mean faisal.

 

he looked at me

 

" layan?" he said and i looked at him

He had serious eyes

" yes?" i replied

I was confused, tired, and guilt ridden

 

 

 

"u did the right thing" he said. and turned to the road

It was as if he read my mind. as if he knew..

chapter 11

Bas reem, 5alaa9 , la atlaigaf. Itha anything happened a9lan Layan btgoly.
I don't know what has gotten to me illy 5alany al7ga chethy. Bas 5eft 3ala Layan enha tsawe shay maynoon. 3ala kalam Faisal, that's what we'd get. Yarab sitrik. Enshallah mako ila il3afya.











So I went back to p.e.
I forgot all about Fahad. Fashla. I was supposed to paint ppl's faces with him.




"Reem!" Fahad says coming my way

Ya7laila,

"Halla fahad, sorry."

"La 3adyy. Ilcoach yabech" he said briefly, continued laughing and playing with his friends.


Wow. 5oosh dagra. Indigart, bas adry ina ma kan 8a9da. Bas I still feel inny madgoora.



the coach zafny. I left without permission. I didn't get a chance to play.


I sat on the bench. Pissed. Its sunny, I'm sweating, I'm alone , mu merta7a.

As I watched the gorgeous Fahad and his freinds playing, which was entertaining. That I definitely enjoyed watchinhg. Bas nag9ny a couch and popcorn to enjoy this to the max.


  I see Fahad turning to me.

"Lesh ga3da bilbench?" He says as he was wiping sweat from his forehead , squinting  his eyes from the sun

" Ilcoach ma 5alany al3ab"

"Ahaaa , waih men9ijich 3ade gomayyy , w tsm3en kalama ba3ad?"
He told me , more like ordered me bas in the nicest way.
Yshwgggg!!
I can't help but atani7 3ala his tanned skin , wide smile, malam7a.



I forgot what he said.


"Sorry? Shnu? Agoom...? Ilcoach y9are5 3alay"


Fahad came closer and said "yalla emshay ana bakalma"

I smiled " ok"


Fahad kalam the coach " yoooo! Duude," that's how fahad greets the teacher. Hmm. Fa9el? Yup.

"You gotta chillll and let her play maan" -fahad

" Fahaatt, u think ur funny?"

" 'Course noot man! Your the best coach I wouldn't want to annoy you,"

Coach fi6as men ilthi7ik, madry fahad shysawy b the teachers illy y5alehom ysm3on kalama.

the coach rethaa, stanast ofcourse :D I enjoyed playing with my p.e classmates, ywansooon!

Lama 5el9na men the game, I went to fahad , he was surrounded by his friends as usual.

Ni6art 3ala ma yw5roon 3ana.I just stood there awkwardly.

A5eeran ra7aw


"Fahaad,"

"Oh hii,"


"Thanks wayed!"

"Masawaina shay :D.. Ellaa agool Reem.."


"Hala?"

"F9ail .... Waina?"


Wayyh..... Al7en ys2lny ana? Shagoola, ee I followed him o ma ligayta. ? Shdarany wain thelaf hal Faisal.
O ba3dain ga3da ashek inna he's asking me asif I know him more than he does.
Fahad and Faisal are best friends. Fahad layl7en mu fahem wath3y ma3a faisal shnu bilthab6. Curse u faisal...

"Madre, bas shefta m3a9eb o ra7..."

I said carelessly.

"Ghareeba F9ail ma y3a9eb."


Faisal ma y3a9eb?? - I said to myself


" Ashoofch t3rfena 3adel haa ;p"

" Shnu??"

"Tawech tgolen ohwa y3a9eb, shaklch menza3ja men kither ma y3a9eb lama intaw wya ba3ath."

He heard meee??????

Wayyh!!! Btlshnaaaaa

Wait wait wait.... Lama a7na wya ba3ath shako.

" Ana twny a3arfa yom elkhames. Men layan, oo e shefta y3a9eb, that's it."

"E ok. Ana ma gilt shay, hatha ely entay tgolena."

"Adry" I said.

His smile ra7at.

"Asf etha z3jtch. Ma wedy a7ad ynz3j men shay gilta"

" La manz3jt its ok "

Fahad looked at the ground ,o mesha.
Ukkhhhhh 3ala iladab he's cute :(


" Fahad!!"
Ubai... How stupid of me.
Sh7aga I yelled out his name, ukh.

"Halla?" He turned to me confused.

"Sorry bas I need to know , enta o faisal shlone ta3araftaw 3ala ba3ath... Its nothing bas inna.... You know.."

I said with a smile, casually, bas 3ashan ma y5tr3 men my randomness. I really need to know an answer. Fahad eyanin, he's outgoing and open minded, if he wasn't I wouldn't have dared ask.

" Allahhh yslamch, f9ail insan 7ail greeb o 3azeez 3alay. Oo ohwa okhoy a3tbrah, ohwa 3ash wyay ib amreca"

" Kint ib america? .. Wya faisal?..."

"Ee, mu la2ana our dads are close"

Sh89at the dads these days , a5af oboy elly mu 6abe3y o ma y3rfny 3ala his freind's children. He never did that.

"Ok.. "

"Kint b boarding school"

"9ij? Lesh?.. Sorry bas inna 8a9dy..."

Ana tewahagt 3ala ily gilta.

"La its ok I get that a lot. 2awamer ilwaled. Oo fee shay inna ana o f9ool...."

"...???"


"FHAIIIDDDDDDD!"
Interrupted. Its the annoying faisal.
waiih,

He came up to us.
"Ta3al ba7acheek, roo7 il9af bagoolk shay "

" Faj2a? Shtby?"

"lo sima7t"

"Me5alif, yalla ana mashy al7een, ast2thnch reem"

I smiled.

Fahad left ..


Faisal gilab serious 7ail.

"Lat6ay7en ilmyana wya Fahad."

Ok jad? Mn9ija??? Shnu sh3alayh meny faisal!??

7mdela wilshikir.

Bas then again, he's very serious.

"Lesh??"

He didn't hear me , la2ana gilab wayha o ra7 .

Ukhh 7asafa!!!!

-Back to faisal and fahad-

"fahad, what were u thinking?" -Faisal

"Shfek F9ail? Fe shay?" - Fahad

Faisal looked around, put his hands on his forehead and the other on his waist.

"You know what.... Fhaid, a7san lo ma tkalm Reem  "

"Lesh???" -Fahad

chapter 10

-REEM-



I was more than just confused, madry shilsalfa.

why is faisal lying.

i didnt know bas i was going to go find out.

i'm guessing that since fahad has p.e than so does faisal.

so i waited for p.e to come

meanwhile i spent every class with sara and ziyad. they were talking and talking but i couldn't take my mind off of what happened.

im a shy person, im not as outgoing and straightforward as layan. i hate getting into fights and i avoid them. when someone says something to me i just ignore, layan never lets it go though. i tell her that that this is my way of handling it and she nods relcutantly.


RIIIING!

thats the bell. its time for p.e

i saw coach shouting at a bunch of senior guys, he was telling them to stay out of the elementary halls or something like that.

i turned and thats when i saw fahad. he was standing out toward the edge of our soccer feild he was far away so i could'nt  hear what they were saying, but they were close enough so that i could see both of there facial expressions.

fahad and faisal were alone and they were deep in conversation

i squinted, i could'nt believe my eyes faisal was smiling and fahad laughed at something faisal said.

i decided to walk over to them.



"hi fahad" i said and looked at him.

"faisal" i     said
 and turned towards the now straight faced faisal. he nodded once ya3ni hi in faisal language.

faisal was a little taller than fahad.

they were both really tall though

"na3am" he said .

"can i ask you a question??" i said. willa chan ashoof fahad he was looking behind him

"ana 7as taboon titkalimoon 3an your cuzin. its ok ill give you some privacy ana minak"fahad said and nudged his head towards the middle of the field were boys were laughing and talking.


when he left i faced faisal
"fashla il7een 3abala shay thani" i said.

faisal 6ala3 9ot almost like choking
"min9ijich. la2 fahad mo min ilno3 illy ishik" he said smiling towards fahad who is now laughing with his friends.

"how do you even know fahad" i asked. i was dieng to know

the smile was gone and he turned his head to look at me

"ive known him for a long time" he said. "now is that all you wanted to ask me??" he said.

7asait nafsy malgoofa ana shako ib faisal and fahad im not close to either one of them 3alashani atkalam 3anhom.

now for the important question

"why did you lie about layan, shes not your cuzin" i said and crossed my arms against my chest.

he raised and eyebrow

"would you rather i tell him inna shes a person i hang out with and you tag along with us? did you want me to tell him inna ana 6ali3 ma3a bintain may9erooli o rayi7 ilshalet?" he said.

.....he does have a point

bas theres something more to it. i can tell

what isnt he telling me??

" ohwa mu5a natheef bas there are limits. besides imbayin inich it7ibeena. you drool over him " he said and crossed his arms too.

my face turned sooooo reeeedddddd
"FAISAL, i dont like him. " i said in a loud whisper.

he smiled.

HOW DOES HE KNOW THESE THINGS???!!

"chathbay 3ala nafsich" he said.

he started walking chan i say

"are you gonna tell him?"

faisal stopped and turned

he frowned

"reem i may be mean, bas ana ma atkalam 3an ilbanat walla 3indy suwalif 7areem. ma a7ish la feech wala fee '3airich" he said and walked to fahad.

for all i know he could be going to tell him right now.

but as i watched him walk away.

i knew he would keep this secret.


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the coach blew his wistle and assigned us partners.
the first people called together were..
"faisal and fahad" he said.

i heard a whoot that could have come from fahad, i looked back i was right. and faisal slapped him on the back. ya7lailhom. bas mu layig faisal o fahad friends.

fahad is sweet kind understanding social...

faisal is.. mean, sarcastic, wicked

mu layig ma3a kilish wala ma3a layan

layan is like fahad, i always tell her, bas all she does is laugh and say "min 7ubich lee itgooleen chithy". but she doesnt see herself, i do.

anyways the coach was calling out random names.

"reem and sara" yes. sara ran to me and started talking non stop.

"that mightve been a mistake on my part" the coach said.

everyone went to a different part of the sccer field.

we were waiting for instructions from the coach.

"were going to play flag football" coach said.

i saw fahad and faisal shout out

"yaa!! " faisal shouted

"woooooop woooooop now thats wat im talkin bout" fahad shouted.

i shook my head. layan would have done the exact same thing.

so we started warming up and sara wouldnt shut up. i was about to tell her to quiet down b4 the coach says anything when-

"THATS IT, sarah your with your twin, reem your with fahad. faisal your with jassim" the coach said

i stood there open mouthed. seriously? just like that?

i dont want to be wth fahad a5af i do something stupid like fall on my face.

he walked towards me with a smile

"you know we have to paint our faces for flag football dont you?" he said with a huge smile

"ya! our teems blue i think" i said

"5ala9 3ayal we will paint the whole teams face" he said

"ya ok" i said with a small smile.

he went to get the face paints. willa chan ashoof faisal holding a phone and looking a little angry. he walked to coach and he let him go. where was he going

i followed him.

he shut the phone and said. he said to himself out loud

"one day layan one day, cant you stay out of trouble for one day?"

chapter 9

-REEM-

It's been a fun weekend, thursday I got to meet Faisal with layan.
Faisal is complicated, a7es bathlma itha gilt 3anna 78eer, m38d, mitkbber. L2ana I don't know what he's been through, throughout his life, I shouldn't judge.

On my way to school, Back to reality.

I walk to the gate, saw Sara and Ziad.

Sara:"Reeeem ! I miss you imshay ma3ana we're going to walk gabil ma nro7 class"

9ara7a, ma 3indhom salfa.. bas ya7laila Ziad 3alamny 3ala new songs, 3nda min a7san ilathwa8

we walked around school for a while willa chan i hear someone infront of me

"hey there pe pall" fahad said. ulla tawni astaw3ab wagif jidami bilthab6. he flashed me a white smile. his teeth were really nice.

"hi.." i began willa chan astwa3ab minu yama.

looking at me with a straight face was faisal.

min mita hes in my school lish tawni ala7ith.

"intay ib kilmukan 6al3atly" faisal commented.

fahad looked confused

i couldnt help but laugh. a7is nafsy 3abee6a ib 7ayata maly hadaf.

"inta illy min wain 6ila3t ive been in this school since forever" i said.

"do you both know eachother " fahad said. bas faj2a the social happy guy we all knew frowned for a second.

"ya hes my friends keeper" i said to fahad 3ala thi7ik

"shda3wa keeper min 7alatkum. kilish mu annoying mu a pain in the ass" he says.

:0 faisal never fails to surprise me

now i know why layan hates him so much

"f9ail bas 3ad ayha mu wa7id min ilrabi3" fahad says

"inta low bas t3arif hathayl shsawo feeny bil weekend. bahthiloni"
faisal says in annoyance

"weekend shsawaitow bil weekend?" fahad asked


oh boy il7een biyeeb 6ary shalet

"hathayla bas yaboon yamtinoon, yeeblina pinkberry. 7ana 7ana ma yiskitoon lail7een asma3 9otha ib rasy"

chan yaskit

"i think hes talking about layan" i say

"minu layan" fahad asks

"ma7ad " faisal says.

why did he lie about layan??

"shlon it3arfoon ba3ath?" i asked

"our dads friends 7ail. your turn" fahad says.

faisal looked pissed for some reason.

"shes my cuzins friend" faisal says

cuzin?! ay cuzin

why is he lieng

chapter 8

-LAYAN-


Its 9 oclock, kinna mitajheen ila 9ob ilbar, the streetlamps kept getting dimmer and dimmer.
faisal ga3id mindimij bilsiwaga o killa ga3d yis2al reem 3an il6ereej.

more like barking out questions. i looked at him o ashofa 3a9ab.

wa2akheeran shufna limit borooda.

9arlina ni9 sa3a on the road bas tawni ni6la3 min ildeera, ma 9arlina 5 minutes.

"ay yimeen allah yihadach, mako yimeen ako bas yeesar, o a9lan ana mo 3arif hal lafa wain bitwideena, yimkin no9al 7idood ilsi3odia ba3d shway killa ib sibit 9adee8tich ilthakiya, layan" he said ib i39ab.

i was enjoying this bas chinna ma9a5naha

"il7een ana illy ga3d adaleek latda5il layan bil mawthoo3" reemo says from behind us. yat shway 3ala jidam so her elbow was on my chair.

"la imbala layan 3indiha 6aree8a ma3a ilnas, it3arif shlon itbahthilhom, ib 6aree8a '3air mubashara" he  said.

"ana 6aree8a mu mubashara?? mu ana illy salamt 3ala a7ad o mishait my oil 3ala eedhom" i say

"oo ok hatha tafkeerich tamam mashy, kilman yara ilnas ib 3ain 6ab3a. "

i looked at him ib i39ab

"inta kint tadry i didnt know how to get the oil out inta ib nafsik giltly im stupid" i said.

he glanced at me for the first time in half an hour.

"ana ma gilt innich stupid, hatha kalamich intay mo ana" he says

reem faj2a spoke up
"guys guys hado hado chinkom yahal"

we both ignored her

" bas you thought it, i know you did" i said and turned my whole body so that i was facing him.

"guys stop" reem says

"la twakleeni 7achy ma gilta o ba3deen you cant read my mind layan a7na wain ga3deen twilight?shayfatny edward?" faisal said.

"wallah edward ahwan minik 3ala8il 3inda adab o a5la8 o 8iyam  O MABADI2!!!" i shouted. chan ilif 3alay.

reem started shouting, madry laish!

chan faj2a nisma3 hirin

 BEEEEEEEEEEEEEP
BEEEEEEEP

willa sayara yaya wrong way.

chan faisal swerves the car o kilina i5tira3na.

chan faisal i9ari5 3ala the guy " FUCK OFF!!"

awal mara asma3 faisal yi9ara5 hopefully its the last

 why?

awal ma we swerved he turned towards the guy shouted those words and then turned back to the road

thats when i saw his face.

the look on his face freaked me out. his eyes were slits. his smirk turned into a full on grimace (it looks like a twisted sick way of smiling.) his teeth were clenched. his face was red and i felt like he was about to blow up.

so reem and i did what any person with a brain would do. we shut up.

"faisal, calm down"
 i said in a quiet voice.

reem looked at me and texted

reem:shut up mu wakta il7een yi3a9ib 3alaina nabee no9al bilsalama.

faisal das ilbreak. ma wa3aina nafna ila were in the middle of no where.

faj2a. chan ilif 3alay.

he looked like he was about ready to kill me

"do you know where we are layan. cuz i sure as hell dont. hatha i awal shay. ilshay ilthany, tawna ba'3ayna nid3am. o intay tiyeeli o itgoleen CALM DOWN. gooleely layan shlon ballah i calm down." he says. he shoves his hand through his black hair and opens the door and gets out. then he SLAMS the door shut. lsayara hazat....

i looked at reem and reem looked at me
" so much for going home in one peice " reem says

"ma aby a6la3 ddo i have to?" i say in a nervous voice.

reem gave me the "ha 3ayal" look.

i sighed..

i oped the door and  walked towards faisal. he was looking at the sky.( kan widy a9awra minkithir ma he looks.... he looks like hes trying to find an answer in the sky. ok ohwa 7ilo stanastaw, we were all thinking it, dont blame me, bas tara ohwa 9ij 7mar min da5il.)

"i always wonder why there aren't any stars bildeera bas ako bil bar" i said thinking out loud.

faisal smiled towards the sky. and then that smile turned into a scowl when he glanced at me. he looked back up at the sky.

"tadreen laman kinna 9ghar kintay dayman itgooleen random things laman tabeen itratheeny" he said almost to himself.

!!

ana mu bas shocked

i was completely speachless

mu tawa gal ma yithakarny?!

kamal kalama

"ma tathkireeni akeed." he said and smiled towards the sky.

"bas laman ri7t amrica  i found motorcross and it along with what my dad had planned for me changed my life " he said.
 then he turned to me

"i nnever wanted to see you again layan, " he says

i just stare at him

"ana kint mistanis 3ayish 7ayati, i have my friends i have motorcross, i have a life, you came back into it, without warning. 9arlina yom wa7id. o we were about to crash we got lost in the desert and....."

he said but turned back around

"and?" i asked

i knew i should have been offended or i should have shouted, but he was telling me the truth and in doing so he was calming himself down.

"guys il sa3a 10. no9al bachir inshallah?" reem said

and we went back on the road. ilshalet 6ila3 greeb. if only we werent about to crash into that car we would have made it without the drama.

bas i wouldnt change a thing

i let reem go
"layan 6il3ay shway bas ba7acheech" she said
i looked at faisal but he was just looking at the road. two fingers on his lips. why is he cute. why do I think hes cute.

i quickly jumped out and shut the door.
"layan sh9ar ma3ach intay o faisal a7is wayid ashya2 6afatny" she said
"shili i5aleech itgoleen chithy?"
"ga3dtaw sakteen 6oool il6ireej which is a whole ten minutes without a word from either one of you, EVENfor directions" reem said.
"ill tell you when and if i get i get home " i said.

i gave her a quick hug and went back into the car. he took his hands away from his lips and placed it on the window. (LA2ANA OHWA YANIN) i hate myself for thinking that.

ilmohim 3ugab ma cha3amt nafsi i dozed off and fell asleep which was hard to do with this guy sitting next to me. ma midany tawni anam willa chan yifich ilradio.

allahu akbar 3alaik ya faisal

" is this your special way of taking revenge ?"

i said but didnt open my eyes.

"i dont do revenge layan. i get even"

chapter 7

-LAYAN-



i woke up to the sound of my alarm.

i usually have a song on for that, i always change it though.

i got up and dressed for school, when i checked my phone and saw that reem had sent me a thousand texts.

reem: hey layan, what time do i come over?

?
chan astaw3ib what was supposed to happen today
i slapped my forehead, how could i forget?

suddenly i recieve another text,its as if she read my mind..

reem: you forgot didnt you?

as a matter of fact yes i did. i didn't want to go to the airport to drop my dad off, i didnt want him to leave, and usually when he leaves i tear up and get all emotional and we have one of those 10 minute hugs. he never lets go first, he waits til im ready. i never want to let go... those are some of the worst moments of my life, saying see you later or goodbye.
one thing about me, i never say goodbye.

so when i do cry and have my father daughter moment,
i want it to be just that.
a father daughter thing, i dont need any witnesses especially not faisal. wai3a, i bet hed laugh at me. or worse, he would know that i was emotional.

anyways i went to school and attended all of my classes on time and prepared. i was a joker i always laughed and had fun.

i loved all my teachers and i treated everyone like a friend.

but heres the thing i am totally into my studies, i dont study THAT much im just into my grades

my closest friend in school was a nerd. i love her to death. she and reem are alike in there tidiness and everything. her name is nouf. shes the sweeetist thing.

so as i was walking to last period with nouf i felt someone sneeze behind me. but heres the thing i knew this person was following me. i heard that sneeze 12 times already and ive been walking for ten minutes.

i swiveled around. and guess who i found

a guy with glasses and a tissue. this guy was tall but then again everyones tall to me. he was blowing his nose and staring at me.

he quickly wiped his nose
, looked at the tissue,
and smiled at me.

ew gross
but it didnt show on my face. 3aib inna ana a3ali8 3ala someone i dont even know. bil3aks he might take it as a sign for all i know.
"helloo are you following me?" i said. i was a straightforward person.

he blushed, waiha 9ar 6oma6a maskeen

nouf laughed beside me

"la2 ana ana ana bas kint ga3d...........amshy....bas ana- your hair is nice like that!" he blurted out

maskeen ya7ayati, he was talking about my kisha

"ok..... is that all you wanted? youve been following me around the school for the past 10 minutes to comment on my kisha?" i said. i looked him staright in the eye.

i5tira3 chan i6ali3 an inhaler and breathes it in twice.

maskeen...

*note: when i talk to people i never take my eyes off theres, 1.i hate elevator eyes, thank you but i dont need to know what your wearing and 2. i am a very very straightforward person. i will be nice but i will tell you the truth.*'


"la2- ana- asif - bas kint --" and he turns and runs away..

.....
pause.

nouf and i look at eachother and burst out laughing

it was a really nice first day.

ma7ad tijara2 yi7acheeny abad.

cuz everyone knows im not one of those girls

so i went home after school and found reem in my room

i gave her a huge hug and told her about the nerd guy

we laughed about it.

"layan what time are we supposed to go to the airport?" she asked as i changed into jeans and an a and f pullover. it was blue

" 3amo sa3ad and faisal are supposed to pick us all up at 7" i said, in a nervous voice. reem 3ala6ool la7athat ina fee shay ghalat

she looked at me

"are you really going to make me ask?" she said with a tiny smile

i smiled, she always knew the right things to say

"reem.... i want my farewell with baba to be private, i want to hug him and cry and recite a kumbaya my lord song 3ala ra7ty, meaning bidoon faisal breathing down my neck and watching the whole thing happen" i said and sat down

"if you want ill distract him, i5thay ra7tich.... layan hes your dad, even if the world was watching, your free to do watever you want. " reem said softly.

just then i realized that i was gonna pass out from how tired i was.

"why dont you lay down shway" she said,

i did as she said and slept on the bed, she sat next to me reading a book i gave her. wuthering heights, one of my favorites.

i slept with a smile on my face.

-----------------------------------

BANG BANG BANG

"LAYAN YALLAH BABA YALLA" my dad said from outside the door. i woke up and found reem sleeping next to me with the book on her face. we both jumped out of bed and got out.

sha3arna mu 9ij

kishity kashat akthar , oh sha3ar reem mgasam kil wa7d 6ali3 3ala 9ob. ashkalna chinna the dragon ball z cartoons.

we took one look at eachother and burst out lausghing.

we put on straight faces and went outside to find my dad standing in the doorway with 3amo sa3ad and faisal

when they saw us they looked shocked

well atleast my dad and 3amo sa3ad did. faisal just smirked

when i saw 3amo sa3ad i ran and gave him a big hug,
"ahlan layoona, shlonich shlonich reema" he said, he was one of the kindest people in the world. he was just like baba.

"ahlhamdulillah were good" we both said. we got into the car.

3amo sa3ad drove and my dad sat next to him.

that made it alittle awkward for the three of us.

suddenly ana o reem had a silent wrestling match 3ala who was sitting in the middle

i lost 6ab3an, reem only came here in the first place for me.

so i sat in between reem and faisal

i hated both of them in that minute. both of them were taller than me. 7ameer

 he looked at may hair

"motha yideeda?" he said. ib kil borood

"ee faisal ana mit3amda 6al3a o sha3ry chithy" i said. 3ala a39aby..

"allah yi3eenich" he said

"ajma3een inshallah"

he ignored it

so when we got to the airport we got out and helped baba and 3amo sa3ad ma3a jna6hom.

when we got in people where staring at us.
"why are they staring " reem asked clueless, as always

"yimkin la2ana sha3rich o sha3ry manfoosh." i said in a sarcastic voice.

i held her hand. ta3awadna min o a7na 9ghar inna we always hold eachothers hands when we go out. that habit stayed with us..... plus i got distracted easily. i got lost a million time swhen i was a kid.

faisal looked at our hands, he then looked at me "aww, how cute," he said in a dry emotionless voice and went to walk next to our dads

reem looked at me in a confused way "shfee im3a9ib" she said

i shrugged my shoulders and we kept walking.

when it was time to say goodbye faisal and 3amo sa3ad did that one second hug slap eachothers back thing that men do. at that moment i wished i was a guy, i wished i wouldnt miss my dad as much as i do.

so what happened?

reem tried to distract faisal but he caught on and paid extra attention on us.

so, i just looked at my dad and he looked at me... we stared into eachothers eyes

"ana 7as lo ibkaifich chan ma 5alayteeny aroo7" he said. he tried to smile

but it wavered

his eyes glazed over and thats when i lost it, i gave him a huge hug. and cried into his chest

usually i knew when he would come back. usually it only took a month at most. and usually i didnt cry like this.

when i finished crieng i jsut hugged him tight.

i was aware just then that everyone around us was staring at us. but i was only shwaya aware. i was too busy what reem told me to do
i was too busy not caring about everyone else and just being here with my dad.

so just then i decided to let go, i was pulling back but my dad just hugged me tighter and whispered in my ears.

"layan baba ana abeech tathi8een ib faisal, ana a3arfa 3adil, o tara ohwa 5osh wa7id. trust him please 3ala shany, o daymen khalich ma3a ohwa o reem . 8amthay o fat7ay o ana raad"

and then he let go and i saw that there were tears on his face too.

i guess that made me daloo3at oboy

" see you inshallah baba. troo7 o trid bilsalama" i said.

i watched my dad leave and just before he entered he turned to me and waved. i waved back.

faj2a chan astaw3ab inna faisal oo reem were staring at me

thankfully they didnt comment. but there eyes told me everything. so we stayed in awkward silence.

"aby pinkberry!!" reem said

"ya me too" i said.

"la2 mako, yalla lazim araji3kom ilbait" he said and ushered pointed toward the general direction of the door.


and just like that we were back to normal
" imbala yalla imsur3a inroo7 o inrid" i said

"mako yalla jidamy"
he said in a low calm voice, shfee hatha, hal walad biyirfa3 tha86i, rasa shino yabis
" LAISH" i said in a loud voice.

"you could lose some weight" he said. ITS FRIGGIN FROZEN YOGURT
:0 :0 <------ this was what reem and i looked like
:)<------- this is what faisal looked like.

he walked infront of us

ba6iga

reem istaw3ibat how i was feeling chan tyirny 3ala wara.

"YALLA my gramma can walk faster than you" he said and kept walking.

we followed the asshole to his car. it was a different car from the one we came in. the other one was a black escalade

this car was a black mustang!! i secretely love this car, but no one can know... well except for reem.
"what happened to the other car?" i asked

"the drivers came and took it and brought in my car" he said carelessly.

birooodta mo 6abee3iya.

reem rkubat wara and i sat infront.

"dont you want to sit with your friend" faisal said as he climbed in next to me

"la2 la2ana we need you to drop us off ib her families shalet, ill just say hi to her parents and then well go home i just need her to get there cuz her driver is busy" i said

he stared at "me. it was thursday after all, she started school yesterday which is wednesday.

he stared at me for a complete 2 minutes.

two can play at this game, i stared back. he looked away first and got out of the parking

"wain shalaihkom?" he asked in a rough low voice

"its really far away"" she said from behind

"ya3ni bnaaider?" he asked

"no its in---" she said.

"wain yi6la3 hatha awal mara isma3 fee" he said as he kept hhis eyes on the road.

"ana adaleek" reem said and i caught her eye in the rearview mirror.

she winked

reemo shnawiya 3alaina?!

Chapter 6

CHAPTER 6

-REEM-

So as I got home from an amazing day at school. First thing I thought of was Layan, menziman ma kalamt,ha even though I saw her ilyom il9ib7… 

So I ate lunch, 9a3adt my room 6abait 3ala my bouncy bed , took a deep relieving  breath after this long tiring day !

“Aloo?”

“Hii !!”

“6afech” we both said at the same time.

“SH9AR!?” –Layan

“ Not much, bas inna seniors ma3ana ib p.e .. Fahad is there.. I had p.e ilyom”

“ LA WALLAH!!”

“entay sh9ar ma3ach?”

“long story, shraych I come over o nsolf ?”

“7ayach!”

So she did…

I heard the bell ring, I knew it was her, nizaltlaha, and as I was walking to the door I see Faay sabgatny.

So, Fay ista8balaat Layaan.

“Hiii! Shlonch? Shlone ilwath3 in school?”

“Tamam wallah kila b5air”

Layan ran over to me and hugged me .. I didn’t take my eyes off fay.. Madre shfeha tkhez mu 6abee3ya. Atwa8a3 layan didn’t notice , bas ihya kanat 7asa il9ib7.

Lets ignore fay. LAYAN’S HERE :D

I walked to my room and as soon as we’re in our safe zone illy ohwa my room.. I shut the door.

We both screamed words  ..

“FAHAD KALAMNY!”

“YOU CANT BELIEVE WHAT MY DAD DID TO ME TODAY”

I paused shway. She wasn’t excited about her topic.

“sh9ar layaan?”

“My dad wadany mokan mal motors and engines, laish? 3sha na5eth wa7ed”

“men ya6la3 hatha ba3ad”

“do you know who he is? …………… wait for it……….. weld 3amy sa3ad “

“Shit , men mta 3amy sa3ad 3nda walad ?:O Koberna?”

“ I really don’t know and don’t care, bas hes not that older than us hes close”

“ola ola shda3wa you hate him that much? And this is the first day you met him”

“When we were young we used to be friends, or that’s what my dad says, cuz I cant amagine ever being faisals friend.”

“Ooh ismah faisal, I love that name”

Layan gave me the straight face look illy ohwa “men9ijich ?”

“ Ana karaht ilism mina”

Then Layan told me what happened from A-Z, and as she was telling me this I was searching his name on twitter.

“Ohwa 7ilw?”  I was dying to know.

Gabil la she answers I found his avatar. Oo 7aljy 6aa7 mba6aal :O

“IYANIN !!!!!!!!!!”

Layan glances at the picture, 3a9ibat chan t6ali3ny “Eee il7mar eyanin……………… men bara. Wait till you meet him it feels like your burning inside”

“Layan. Haman ana keraht ta9orafaa, bas c’moooon ! Even if he was secretly a lizard I wouldn't care, give him credit 3ala his hotness !! “

“Whatever Reem, ma gilteely shy9ayer 3ala fahad”

Men hny bdat ilswalif o ilthe7ek,  giltlaha what happened in p.e and how he acts in class.

“Ee bas Reem ohwa ghayer 3anech, you wouldn’t got to everyone and do what  he did bas 3ashan y6afer ilistath  bas  irta7tla, 6ala3 6enta khfeefa”

“ I wouldn’t ! :p I know someone who would “

“who?”

“ YOU -.- !”

Faj2a ..  We got interrupted by my sister of course.

“Guys, abeekom tsa3doony 3ala my campaign “

Faj2aa?

“ay campaign allah yhadach “ – me

Seriously.

“ Its for school, I’m in for the elections nafs kil sina”

She’s competitive, marat a7is,ha t8aren ro7ha ma3a innas. Layan maybe has a different point of view. Bas I see her that way. She’s serious when it comes to activites, school activities, compititions. She used to go to spelling bees in elementary  joins volleyball teams, every year something different.

“Ee bas twna badeen school Fay. You have time”

“ I’m planning , ra7 arashi7 roou7y, bas aby men both of you to promise me you’ll help me, you know make badges ,posters o hal swalif “

“Akeeed ! “ –Layan

“Yeah sure, we promise” – me

Ugghh. I just did that ! I promised,  yarab she doesn’t go overboard o teshta6 bzyaadaa, 3ad Fay oo sha6at.ha !! Male 5elg I give her campaign all my attention

“Good, and keep your voices low I keep hearing you girls  yelling out names. 9ij teen girls”

 Your welcome sis. ;/

Fay looked at us with  a smile and  raising her eyebrow, chenha bt.th86na inna ya3ne  aana a3arf swalifkom.

I hope she did not hear the name Fahad. Or ana re7t feha, he’s in her class.

Fay mo men ino3 ina she holds stuff against me. Bas I keep lots of stuff from her, 5a9atan fahad. Noone is to know about me crushing on him. Its true, most  girls like to announce their crushes to all their friends , its cute … Bas I’ve never did that, and not going to especially about him, ma arta7, plus im serious when it comes to him.

As soon as  Fay left.  

Maaa beghat !

Layan receives  an incoming call.

“Laa stay longer its only 9;15 !” - Me

“La Ryoom, its Baba”

She picks it up.

I gave them their privacy, and as soon as she finished from the call. She hit me with a8wa news she could tell.

“ Ee Ryoom, guess what. He’s leaving bacher. Guess who’s supposed to be there . Me. Guess whose dads are traveling. Ours. Guess …”

“OK layooon ! I get it , your point exactly?”

“Guess whose gonna drive us there AND whose going to join whether SHE likes it or not.”

Layan gave me a serious look, g3da t6ali3ny.

 Ok …

Ok layan you can continue…… Umm. Stop staring

You want a reply? Ok, here goes.

“Who?”

“ Faisal, and your joining”

“WHAT !? Ya3ne ana wyach o …”

“EEEE! I’m not going alone, 3ade artkb jarema , your coming!”

I can’t say no.

 The airport with Layan and Faisal it is. Oh boy.

Allah yster .

chapter 5

LAYAN
When faisal left to change his suit ana o baba 8ararna inroo7 nin6ira bilsayara. i sat in the back
...
im speechless

ma 3indy ta3lee8. min wain 6ila3li hatha.

bas that wasn't my biggest problem at the moment..

my mind was too preoccupied with the stinky icky black oil on my hands.

awal ma dashait ilsayara 6ala3t ildetol o gimt afarik fee eedy 7aill.

get offfff!

the oil won't get off..!

my dad was standing outside.

i think faisal aproached but i would'nt know i was too busy trying to get the stupid oil off.

faj2a my door opens and i look up.

faisal is standing there with that evil half smile smirk on his face.hmm so this is his definition of changing ha? (all he did was take off the riding suit. he was wearing jeans and the same grey top. some of the stains were gone but he still looked filthy....)

6ala3ly something. a container with liquid in it.

"everyone knows you can't get the oil out unless you use this" he said

6ala3ly this substance that smells horrible o 9ab shway 3ala eedy.

"what is this, ree7ta 5aisa" i said while scrubbing it into my skin.

"imbayin 3alaich ma t3arfeen a thing about motors and oil so there's no point in telling you. let's not waste both my time and yours." he said and quickly shut the door.

:0

excuse me?

whats that supposed to mean....is he calling me stupid?

wain oboy
how could he be missing this!?

suddenly both of the car doors in front opened they both sat down. and non of them buckled their seatbelts. 6ab3an, men... and there thick skulls

"ha faisal shlonik ma3a ilsiba8 illy yay?" my dad asked as we got on the road.

9ara7atan? i didnt really care about his races.

i zoned out and fell asleep on the side of the car door behind faisal, cuz i didnt really want to see his face when i woke up.
..
(half an hour later)

 someone oped the door i was leaning on chan a6ee7 3ala bara

"wah!!" i squeeled as i fell out the car door.

someone caught me by the arm. i looked up and saw fasial. my dad was standing behind him. (so much for not waking up to his face)

they took one look at my face and burst out laughing

"shfeekom?! shilly itha7ik? i could have had a concussion, ri7moony. i'm not a guy! a7iskom tinson ana bnaya!!!!" i said, both of them laughed harder

"layano, bas in6africh shway" my dad said and took my hand.faisal walked next to my dad.

we were at starbucks jam3iya. we went in and sat down. my dad got me to order everything and i came back to them with a tray. 3 coffees and a cheesecake.

fasial and my dad sat in two couch chairs next to eachother i sat infront of them

"akeed intow ga3d tis2loon nafskom ana laish yayibkom hnee ma3a ba3ath ilyom." my dad said and looked at both me and faisal.

we just looked at him. oboy laf 3alay

"layan ana fee mara safart o 3amich sa3ad ma yalich?" he asked me

"la2 dayman ichayik 3alay" i replied. chan ilif 3ala faisal.

"fee mara obook safar o ana ma yayt ashoofik?" he asked faisal

"la2 inta dayman tyeeli 3amy" he said. his voice was smooth and low. they smiled at eachother. is there some inside thing with these two?
"inzain hatha so2al muwajah 7ag thnainkom. fee mara ana o sa3ad safarna ma3a ba3ath faj2a o 5alaynakom 7ag moda 6iweela?" he asked. faisal and i just stared

"la2" we both said simultaneously i looked at faisal, he caught my eye and then looked back at my dad.

"3adatan laman insafir wiya ba3ath na5thik ma3ana, aw layan itkoon bait yadatha wiya omha aw ib camp. bas ilthoroof ta'3ayarat shway. omha killa bil dawam o ib ay la7tha mumkin itroo7 business trip. o yadatha imsafra. fa hal mara intaw bitkoonoon ma3a ba3ath. faisal o intay o zaiood, ma tsawoon shay illa laman ilthany yadree." he said.

both faisal and i looked shocked

we both started shouting at the same time

"bas laish bitroo7oon?" i said as faisal said " oboy laish ma galy?"

baba sakatna

" a7na ray7een 3alashan fee sharika in3ijabna feeha fa binroo7 inshof itha nigdar na5ithha, a7na kinna nabeeha min zuman. o 3ala 6ary laish.." he said as he looked at me
"a7na manadry mita binrid, bin6awil.. " he said and looked at his coffee.

i was shocked

faisal looked just as shocked as me

"bas baba ana 3indy my charity runs and i signed up for the have a heart foundation, i signed up 7ag alot of stuff to help promote cancer!-" i said bas he cut me off

"ana ma giltlich latroo7een, ana bas ga3d agool inich it5abreen faisal o inna yishof ilawtha3.yeelich cham mara o ichayik 3alaich " he said

faisal started at this. finally some of his mean side is showing.

"3amy ana 3indy siba8 o motorcross, o ana dayman bil garage-" he said

my dad cut HIM off too. hahahaa priceless. not so tough now faisal ha???

"ana agool bas cham mara itroo7 itchayik 3alayha. o a9lan layan ra7 tiyee itshaj3ik ib your races. inta mo lazim ithid motorcross bil3aks wala bit7is inna ri7na, 7ayatik mara7 tit'3ayar"
!!!!!!!
NA3AM?!!! ana aroo7 his races???? i have to go back to that place?
!!!!!!!
"baba do i have to go to motorcross races?" i asked in a quiet shocked voice.

suddeny both sets of eyes turned to look at me.

 faisal looked pissed and my dad gave me the shut up look.
"bitroo7een every single one of them. 3amich sa3ad ma ga9ar ma3ach he came to every single one of your fundraising events" he said to me

 i did feel a little ashamed of myself but it was still unfair....

 bas its true 3ami sa3ad came to every single one of them even when my dad was around. he never missed a single one

oboy laf 3ala faisal

"o kil ma 9ar 3indik siba8 ana yait. wala mara ma yait. 7ata laman ma titsabag azourik bil garage" he said to faisal. and faisal also looked guiltily at the ground.

wow

my dad sure did have a way of making people feel guilty.

"abeekom to3idooni inkom itsawoon illy wa9aitkom 3alaih" he said and looked at both of us.

"i promise" faisal said first.ï looked at him surprised to see that he was giving me the i hate you and you ruined my life look. my dad looked at me expectantly

"i promise" i said

what have i gotten myself into?

chapter 4

LAYAN

i was on my way home, ana min ilno3 illy ig3ad atani7 bil kirsy illy jidami wasma3 music.

 i was just thinking about going home and playing with my four year old brother zaid, ohwa fa9il bas i love him.

When i got home though, i found my dad in the drive way shakla kan yan6ir a7ad.. yimkin wa7id min rab3a

bas when i got out of the car he took one look at me and walked my way. i knew he was coming for me.

my dad is reallly reallly tall mashallah, my mom is the short one, so i got my height from my mom.

my dad has the kindest eyes and the sweetest smile, he's the only one in my family that truly gets me.

when he reached me he quickly gave me a hug. he had to bend low and i had to get on my tiptoes.

"hala layan baba shlonich, yaya min 3ind reem?" he said but was checking his phone

"ee baba, wa9altha ilmadrisa o yait.... laish ga3d tan6ir bara chithy?"'i asked him.

i waited a few seconds while he was typing

"ana na6rich tyeen, bawadeech ma3ay bas lazim awal nmur faisal o inroo7 ma63am, nitkalam ib mawthoo3 " he said

?

shyi6la3 faisal?

"yuba minu faisal?"i asked". he looked up from the phone with a shocked look on his face.

"nisaitay faisal? mo ma38ola tinsaina, ana il7een agoolich bilsayara.''

we got into my dad's car and he drove off. he drove a black mercedes. i love his car bas i like mini coopers more for me ya3ni

"t3arfeen 3amich sa3ad?'' he asked

"ee he's your best friend baba, akeed i know him, ana ma fi8adt ilthakira"

now that's a household name

3amo sa3ad is my dad's very best friend, he's always around and whenever my dad's a

way he comes and checks on me and calls, even though my mom and brother are with me.

he is one of the nicest people in the world and he's as tall as my dad.

"ohwa wilda" he laughed.

!!

3amo sa3ad.... wait imbala chinna i remember..

" akeed ma tithakirayna ila5ar mara shuftow ba3ath kan laman kintaw yahal, faisal o intay kinto best friends, bas ohwa ra7 yadris ib boarding school ib america ib middle school o elementary.''

ok, i do remember him

chinna

lam7at

"aha ok 3ayal laish ma shifna ib the past 3 or four years, laish tawa inshofa?' madry mita rad and i dont remember how old he is.

my dad looked at the road and smiled. ana ita'3rabt la2ana 3amo sa3ad and my dad are so close.

"la2ana ohwa sha59ita ti5tilif 3an sha59eetich, intaw 3aks ba3ath tamaman. ohwa i7ib ashya2 ghair 3an shinu intay it7ibeena" he said.

minu hal faisal o laish tawa yi6la3ly.

"wain lazim inmora?'' i asked

"you'll see" my dad said with a smile

i knew that smile.... it meant my dad hed a surprise.

i hate it when he surprises me

we spent half an hour in the car. i dont really care cuz i love spending time with my dad, he makes me laugh nonstop.

suddenly wi9alna in a section for tracks with guys racing motorcycles, and people shouting out names. everyone riding wore helmets, and everyone was covered in dirt.... wai3

there was a garage and a place that looked somewhat like a building. we got in and went to the garage.

there were tools and fire and i could see smoke and smell oil.

i held my dad's hand.

BEEEEEEEP

bZzZzZzZtt

9uma5!!

havent these people ever heard of masks or prophesional help, what if someone chopped a finger.

"faisal miny??'' i asked baba in a loud voice over the noise.

he laughed

THE ENGINES WERE SO LOOOUUUD.... allahu akbar

"ee ana o obo kinna miny, we used to race, a7na ta3arafna hny ayam kinna shabab" he said in a loud voice.

"baba latgol chithy your still young your 43" i sad and patted his arm

he laughed harder

"itgi9een 3ala minu layano"he said. and shook my hand a little like he did when i was a baby.

my dad laf 3ind 9ob someone bending over a bike wearing a dark blue one peice riding suit, he unzipped the top till his waist so its chinna rabi6 jacket 3ala his waist, he was wearing a dark grey tee shirt. he was also wearing a metal mask, he was burning something or fixing an engine. and guess what? he looked as filthy as everyone else here.

"hala faisal!" my dad said and walked up to him yanking my arm along with him. the boy (if you can call him that) was really tall mashallah. i know this cuz he stood up when my dad said his name.

he took off his mask,

i should have been looking at all the oil splotched across his face, or the dirt in his hair and on his shirt

but the only thing i could see were his eyes.

he was gorgeos,but theres a difference between fahad the guy reemo is obsessed with and faisal. fahad was the prince charming out going kind of guy that everyone liked to hang out with, he was sweet and funny... a goood guy .... faisal? no

faisal looked like the hottest guy.. but he still looked like danger. his smile was danger, his dark brown big eyes with eyelashes were danger, his black dust covered hair was danger. even were he hangs out was danger.

he grabbed a towel wiped his hands and threw it on his shoulders like a bag strap. he offered my dad his oily hand, and my dad took it. so much for the white dishdasha my dad was wearing. amout wa3arif laish labish dishdasha itha intay 3arif inik yay minee!!

"3ala 3amy m7md shlonik inshallah ib 5air" faisal said. he was only looking at my dad, i bet he didnt even notice i was there. good.

"il7imdilla, jahiz 7ag il6al3a?"

my dad asked him

"ee bas la7tha 5alny asheel my suit" he said

ok, wat about your oily shirt, hair, and face i was about to say, bas he still didnt know i was there so ga3adt sakta

bas i could'nt help a laugh. both of them turned to me and i felt the weight of two sets of eyes on me.

faisal was frowning and my dad was smiling. wow, what a first impression.

"faisal hathy binty layan remember her?" my dad said

" la matthakar nisait." he said

well, i guess that makes two of us

"salam" he said, he took out his oily hand for me to shake... i stared at it, he gave me and evil smirk.

challenge excepted

i shook the hand.. wa3 i wanted to go a3a8ma ib detol. his hands were so big so the covered my whole hand. my hand was covered in oil. and he was enjoying it....

"wa3alikom ilsalam" i said in a happy voice

i'll kill him with kindness

he nodded and went to change his suit

9ij laman my dad said we had nothing in common... he wasnt lieing

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Chapter 3

"na3am" a rough voice said behind me

I think my heart stopped beating.

suddenly I turned around

PLEASE YA RABY ANYONE BUT HIM!!





It's him.
6ab3aan kHagayyt.ha. wayhy gilab alwan. he heard me. he heard me say HIS NAME. ilmoshkila I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH HIM. ya3ny Ana il mafrooth I don't bas  I do have a crush on him, plus I'm not the only one ako banat y7bona w y7bon sha59eyta...  for gods sake even the teachers do!


-back to fahad-

"Fhaaiiiid ! yalla imsh " -his freind


Fahad ma estw3b inna it was me who said his name. l2na ako wayed people yammy. there's a lost look in his gorgeous eyes, he's searching.

He didnt figure it out . *RELIEF*
"Hallaa 7mayyn, ylaa Kanyyy yay"
fahad catched up.


Boy what a relief !!!!!

I took a deep breath, garait ayat alkersy. don't ask.
it's just that he's the last person I want to fool myself around

now, wain el7elwaa? :) (layan)

"kila minich I was blending in with the walls !! Ana wi6ofa wa7ed.. Ana ilghbya illy khaletch tyeen ma3ay ilmdrrsa "

Layans  face was still pale , "I'm sorry ma kint mtwa83a chethy by9er

" youre sooooooo lucky this time "

It's ok Reem. ma 9ar Shay!!! let me focus on better things.

Layan left and I was left alone in school. I had to go look for my homeroom  class.




First period -

Nothing changed this year, same old same old. Same old classmates. New teacher, ya3ny ilwath3 kan moree7.

"Gooooooooooood morning class! "
wow. someone's a bit too excited.

"heyy"
the class replied. well, actually one person replied 3nna kilna

the teacher gave us an awkward look. "Ooooook then. moving oooon! :D I'll start to get to know you all but first! here's your elective sheet the school chose for you"
Our principle is so boring, and 7da mall da3y he choses our electives, shlon yefaker bilthab6 ?
I had my sheet. I was assigned to P.E .. no big deal, aked by76ona with fresh mans or sophomores nsawy teams, our coach loves to put his favorite classmates in one class.

My day went by slowly from boring Arabic classes to irritating algebra.
Finally ! last period.

P.E!!!:D

-P.E-

So dashait the gym with my p.e uniform which is shorts (long shorts ),a  t-shirt, and sport shoes.  our coach takes his lesson seriously.
wait wait..... is that??? I mean. are those? seniors in the gym?! can't be. Gilnaa y76 his favorite students in one class bas maaabi seniors. fahad is a senior! Allah ystr.
yup. there he is, laughing with his freinds. Fahad. I walked in quietly and sat with the girls.

"CLASS !!" the coach started whistling nonstop for the next 30 seconds.
"YEEEESSSSSSS" we all yelled! we got annoyed by the whistle.
"THAT'S THE SPIRIT, COME ON HERE ALL OF YOU INFRONT OF ME"

wayyy shyaby hatha give us a ball and we'll pass it to each other, you have the easiest job in the world why all this?

So we did as he said. I felt awkward having a class with fahad. I just have to admit.
"I would like to welcome you all to the gym! this is going to be a great year! all my favorite students are here! no lazy girls screaming claiming they broke their toe nail. "

"wow. that's offensive thanks sir!!!!!!!" Laila says, haha dafsha Hal bent bas ten7aab jad.

" Well, not you Lay-Laa we all know you rarely do your fingernails. haaaaaaaaha, just joking !"

malee8. sa5eef. I just don't feel comfortable right now.

"P.E IS NOT ONLY ABOUT GETTING PHYSICALL"

Correction. NOW I DON'T FEEL COMFORTABLE. really? you just had to say that? in front of all of us. including fahad. our teacher is Irish. mayestaw3b inna Marat yg6 kalam ghala6.  Doesnt have a good English language.

lafait 3ala fahad just to check his reaction. wouldn't want to miss it.
kan mgha6y his mouth. I can see his smiling with his eyes.
it's just so awkward .

"oh, so it's about getting CHEMICAL"  - a nerd in senior year.
la laaaaaaa laaaaaaa jad?!?!?!?!? ante7er? amout? ya3ne mstkhf damma? ya kerhaaaaaaaaa.
ma7ad 3a6ah wayh. I turned around to just go get my water bottle. I would rather be anywhere than

to be standing here with them listening to this. just as I turned around I hear
Fahad  laugh out loud , " WE LOVE YOU MOST6AFA!!" he shouted . his name is m7amad, fahad

seems to call him mos6afa cuz of how nerdy he is.  I don't know about you. But that's so so cute!  a
smile Immediately showed on my face lifting my cheeks so high.. but of course no one saw that smile ..
everyone cheered mn fahads   freinds.
The coach stanas 3alaina. haman a7na stanasna 3alaih. until. he made us go introduce ourselves individually.
ya3ne laزm Amer 3ala fahad o akalma.
ok here goes, let me walk up to a senior I haven't already met and introduce my self.

" Hii"
wow that was easy and unexpected.
"He..." before I completed my sentence I turned around .. it was fahad.
"... lo?" wow Reem really?? with that tone? chinch shayfa yenny mashallah 3alay.
" Hi , my name is Fahad, i love to cook, and I love my coach because he is the best." He said in a complete American accent. 

*He has the best smile, whitest teeth that makes his skin become dark. His eyes is so beautiful it's the feature I love most about him. Not to mention those eyelashes, and the dimples.man!  mashallaa perfect much? *
I laughed. " hahaha nice to meet you.. lazim mojamala 7ag elestath 9a7 !"
" 6ab3an akeed matshofena meshta6, lazim nishta6 ma3aa, "
" 9aa7! :D"
We walked away , "la7tha , sorry ma 3rft ismch "
"ooh! Reem:)"
"well, nice to meet you my dear classmate " he said in a loud voice the coach could hear him clearly.
the same smile was automatically on my face again.

Did that just happen?