Sunday, 20 April 2014

Chapter 1

I sat in the corner of my room slowly hugging my legs into my chest and crying my eyes out. Feeling hurt, abandoned and unwanted. What could be worse than what is happening to me? Backstabbers all around me, my parents dont even care about me, I have nobody but my cousin Ameera.

I'm Reem, a sixteen years old student, interested in all type of music especially hardcore punk, I rarely listen to arabic music. Nails polish is an important thing in my life plus im a big fan of make up. I prefer wearing dresses over anything. You might find this weird but I dont like heels. My hair is long and black as the night sky. my eyes are huge and I have a small lips. My length about 158. I love spending my time with my younger sister Bedoor.

While I was enjoying listening to music this evening, suddenly my mom took my headphones off my head and demanded. "Bsch tsm3een aghani w gomi 9ali" 

"Enshallah" I said as I jumped off the couch and took my headphones off her hands rapidly. 

I started walking toward my room.

"T3ali len kmlty 9alah 3ndi lach 5abar befrr7ch!" My mom said. I didnt stop walking and locked my room behind me.

After praying I grabbed my phone and saw Ameera texted me. I opened the conversation. 

PING!!
PING!!
PING!!
WANNNAAA HANG OUT TODAAAY?

As always, this girl adores 'elhyata' then I guess I should say yes, even though I dont like going out this much, but at least I'll be with her!

SURE DUDE!!

Then I received a quick answer."GET YOUR ASS OFF RIGHT NOW I'LL PICK YOU UP AT 6!"

I went out side my room to take my mother permission. "Mama, I'll go out with Ameera, I've been at home the whole week."

"Ee a7sn tghyreen jaw, bs sm3y 3ndi lach 5abar 7lw." She said with a smirk on her face.

I raised my eyebrow. "Sh9ayr?" 

"Aboch shara beet ydeed w bnntql 5lal hal esbo3" she answered. 

I wasnt interested about what she said, cause I have already heard my dad talking about buying a new house. "Wow, awesome."

"Shfech mb 3ajbch?" My mom said as she glared at me and get up "anyway ana b6l3 elyom ymkn at25r, la tet25reen wayd Bedoor betetmalal w b3den magdr a3tmd 3la el5dama kl yom" 

Its not my responsibility to take care of Bedoor, she never stays at home!! She doesnt even ask about my school grades or if I have eaten any shit. What kind of mothers is she!?

She was about to walk but looked back at me. "3la fkra ana nqltch mdrsa thanya yom el2thnen btkonen hnak!" And she left.

GREAT! I'll be meeting new bitches and idiots in my life.

Two hours later. Ameera arrived at my house and gets inside my room. "Haa are you ready?"

I grabbed my bag. "Lets go!" And went downstairs to the car.

Ameera is an eighteen years old college student, she just took her driving license, about four months, she is so reckless and can be rude to people sometimes. But she is very beautiful, she has a long wavy brown hair. Her length about 169 cm.


TO BE CONTINUED







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