MiAmor[5]

The next day, I woke up …extremely early!

Headed off to the bathroom, changed into my white jeans, wore my black(short uggs) and a black turtle neck. Putting my wavy messed up hair down. I cut it, two days ago. It was very long, and I got sick of long hair. So I just cut it up to my neck, with bangs. My hair color was retarded, at night it’s black, but in the morning it would be light brown. And so that goes on to my eyes to, at night its brown, in the morning its hazel. I wore my (ray ban wayfarer rx5121) but I only use them when I read. I applied some blush, and brown eyeliner. Then got out of my room.

I greeted my parents with a kiss on their forehead, and drank milk, then took my (2004 jeep grand Cherokee) keys and headed out to the door.

When I got there, I walked to starbucks to buy me some coffee, so I suggested that I should also get Jassim coffe to.. and so I did.

I walked up the stairs to the library.. sat in one of the tables, started studying a bit of accounting, so I won’t embarrass myself in front of him from not knowing any of the answers.

 

An hour had passed and he still hasn’t arrived.

 

1 message received:

    Hey Dalia… sorry, I had soccer practice …and I thought I would finish at 7 since the coach wanted to murder us and made us come at 5 to practice. Anyways, I hope your still in the library, because I’m on my way.

 

Message

    I’m still in the library(: … I’m dying here to…accounting is ……scary.

1 message

    Yalla I’m on my way to save you;P

 

Thank god he messaged me, I thought he would ditch me or something… now, now I wouldn’t like that.

    He ran in, with his soccer uniform, and a band in his hair; so his hair won’t annoy him…I’m guessing…

 

    “JAAAAAAAAAAAD asiff!!!”

    “shta3wa jassim 3adi.. now you’re here so lets get started!”

    “yallah inshala, baas 5aleny ashrb maaay thwany!”

 

Hi took his water bottle from his bag, and he started drinking so rapidly.

Hot.

Hot.

And..

Hot.

“yala bidaina..?” as he closed the cover of his bottle.

“ee yala!”

-

2 hours later.

“jassim ta3abt… 3adi na5th break?”

“shrayich inkamla bacher?”

“ee ok..”

“3adel 3ayal”

Hes.hot.

“ee ba3ad int shaklik ta3ban…ooo nisait!! Ana kint yaybatlik gahwa, bas akeed ibridat!sorry walla nisait 3ana…”

“ya7laich… la 3adi 6awfeeha… tabeen inro7 nakl mokan? Ana misht’hy chithty.. hamburger?shrayich..”

 

YA UM, I DIDN’T NO WHAT TO SAY. CUZ YES I WOULD LOVE TO GO AND STARE AT YOU ALL DAY, BUT NO BECAUSE ITS WRONG.

“Sure.. bas la in6awl liana 3andy 7i9a ba3ad sa3tain!”

“ulaaaa sa3tain… yalla bas 3a6eeny digeega aroo7 il 7maam oo abdil hdomy”

“ok, ill meet u in the parking lot”

“inshala”

I went downstairs, to the parking lot. And waited.

He came quickly.. dressed in a navy sweater, and jeans. Still wearing this thing in his head.

Ok now he isn’t hot, hes sexy.

“yala namshy”

“ana la7gitk ib sayarty..”

“ min 9ij? 7asha ta3aly ma3ay…”

I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO.

“uh.. mm.. ok..” with a hesitation in my voice.

I sat in the passenger seat of his black rang rover.

He opened the fm.. and drove.

“ ha wayn nawya itro7een takleen?”

“shrayik mcdonalds, na5tha take away”

“Fooga”

When we got there

“ ha shnawya takleen..i want Large mcchicken with large fries and large coke!”he told the filipino

“mabe shay..”

“la 3ad, bit za3leeny chithy!”

“ la walla maby , shab3ana min il gahwa”

“intay vegetarion?”

“sh3arifik :P”

“guessing.. ok can I have a vegetarion burger with friez and…?shal 3a9eer ily tabena..?”

“gitlik mabe shay ahhaah jad…”*cough*orange*cough”

He laughed.. “orange to go with it.”

We reached to the pay station, and he insisted to pay, but I did not allow that… so he just shoved the money to the Filipino before me.

I gave him the meanest look ever.

“ HAHAHAHAHAH sht3waa !!!!”

“ la wala, mara7 akil chithy!”

“ 3ayal ana ma akil”

“LAA”

“ la mabi 5ala9”

“uf fine fine”

“victory” he winked

I sticked my tongue out.

We got our meals, and he parked the car.

I took off my glasses, and started eating.

“wae3333” I blurted out by mistake..

“shfeech?”

“ uh .. walashay”

“feeha shay il burger..?”

“la la, bs this person I know and hate is here..”

I turned my face to avoid this person.

“shimsaweelich hatha”he munched his burger

“uh..wala shay . jad forget about it..!”

I was so into my food, before I knew it…

TICK TICK TICK.

Walaaaaaaaaaaaaiiinn !