Daleela was my age, 15. Born on the 16th of February, making me older than her. Bas ana bas akbar minha ib shway since 3eedmiladi on the 20th of January.
What can I say about Daleela...? Lovable, check. Funny, check. Beautiful, Check. I just love her so much, she's my "sister from another mister" along with Jawan.
Jawan akbar wa7da feena, li2ana ihya mawlooda bilsinna illi gablna, on the 3rd of October. O 6ab3an kil ma sawaina shay, thalatna laish i7na were younger than her. Kilshway she's like '7tarmow illi akbar minkum o yeebooli..etc' you get what I mean. But I love her endlessly.
Jawan and Daleela aka leela are seriously the best friends a girl could ask for. Those two girls are the only people outside my family that I truly trust.
Oh, speaking of family. Why don't I talk about 5alood *sigh* where do I start. That annoying little 12 year old will surely be the death of me, walla iyanini! O 6ab3an Umi, o Ubooy ma3zoomeen 3ala il3asha bas ma yaboon 5alood yig3ad bilbait broo7a li2ana Maria imsafra, ibtirja3 ba3ad 3 weeks. Fa kint lazim ayeeba wiyay.
Jawan, Leela & 5alid ra7ow il7amam. I didn't need to go, fa ana ri7t ashtiri the popcorn and other junk food for all of us. Can za7ma bas the line was moving kind of fast. I was zoned out until someone tapped my shoulder. I looked around to look at the guy who was standing behind me in line. The lights were dim, so I couldn't make out all the features in his face. But I could see a smile, and it was flirty.
He started talking but seriously everything he said came into one ear, and came out from the other.
Look, I know it's none of my business itha inta wa7id i'3azil banat, bas itha yaitli, o 7igartic o ashkara ma36eetic skip, mo ma3nata 7in akthar.
"Shismich yal 7ilwa" he asked. I giggled at that, pfft how-how- I don't know he was just so annoying!
He pulled a folded peice of paper from his pocket o can yabi ya36eeni the paper.
"Ana ismi Mohammed Al*****, text me aw shay" he winked. ugh, when is he going to get a clu-wait what?! Mohammed Al*****. La la Mohammed wayid nas isimhum chithee. I looked at him again, this time I squinted my eyed to make sure that it was him. It can't be him I thought to myself. But it was.
"Wait, wait inta 7amood?" I said, shocked. He raises his eyebrow in confusion. Bas ba3dain his whole facial expression changed, showing it all clicked.
"shit" he mutterd under his breath. I quickly left the line that seamed like I was waiting in for hours, even though it was probably only a couple minutes. I bee-lined my way to the Leela and 5alood once I spotted them.
"Wain Jay?"
"Lai7eenha bil7amam, o hey! wain il popcorn?!"5alood nafas, wai 3ad kilish mo wakta
"Leela,"I whispered,"ba3dain laman inrid ilbait agoolich intay o Jawan" both of them kanow binanamoon 3indi that day. I wanted to tell them ba3dain. Li2ana kint adri lo giltluhum il7een, 5alood ib yitsama3, o ra7 i3alim my parents. Bas itha dirrow inna fi nas i'3azlooni ana o Leela and Jawan, 5ala9 mafi 6al3at ibroo7na ba3ad.
Hii! I hope you liked the first chapter :)
So my twitter for some reason got suspended, I sent a complaint to twitter and they said they'll probably reply in a couple of days *sigh* I don't know what I'm going to do. If they won't un-suspend it, then I guess I'll make a new twitter. If someone is actually reading this, then ill keep you updated on what I'm going to do on the next update/s.
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btw the picture is what she was wearing. Bas tarra ilsilsila illi 3alaiha stars is an anklet mu bracelet
ps I love you and I hope you have a fabulous day xx,
Joury
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