Sunday, 10 June 2012

CHAPTER 8


I woke up around 10 AM

I called lulu

Lulu in a sleepyvoice: aloooooooooooooo

Me: yallah goumayy

Lulu: ya 7maraa elnas summer eynamun lay el 2 wntay emgawmatny at 10

Me: please lulu goumay, asfa bagawmch bas entay el wa7eeeda ely bugayteeely ely agdar agulaha kel shay, magdar ashky 7ag ubuy lana maby athayg khelga eb youm 3ersa

Lulu: la latet2asfayn 7e9oo, etha mashekayteely ana mnu btshkeenla? yallah now baye amurch w nrou7 netrayag then nru7 el salon

Me: you always know how to make my day

I took a shower and got dressed into my pink summer dress from juicy, with my white toms and had my hair into a messy bun

Lulu sent me a 100 pings so i instantly knew that she was outside.

Lulu: nawarat elsaayaraa

Me: bwjudchh

Lulu: charley go to cocoa room

Charley: okay madam

Me: yah yah madam mara wa7da

Lulu: agoul chub bas, enzayn 7e9oo gouleely shfeech za3lana

Me: laa khalas walah shay

Lulu: afaaa matgouleenly ana?

Me: ufff, madre shfeeny, a7s babchy, wlhana 3ala omy 7ayl, akthar men ma tetkhayelayn, akhaf ely ubuy bytzawajha betkoun nesra, akhaaf me7sin w yara w yasmeena yekrehuny, akhaf men kelshay, ana ma bugaly a7ad eb hal dnya, ta3abt wlah ta3abt.........and i started to cry

Lulu: bas 7e9a please latabcheen, ana mawjouda, w ay shay tabeena 9adgeeny bahd kel ely bydy w ra7 ayyeeblch eyaa, ana ma7b ashoufch tabcheen.....and she started to cry

Me: entay ekhty ely umy mayabat'ha, lulu laysh tabcheen?

Lulu: laysh ma abchy? ashouf ekhty tabchy jedamy w tgoul ena ma bugalaha a7ad bel dnya w etkoun nafsyat'ha ta3bana, ana ma7b ashoufch tabcheen wlah galby ey3awrny

Me: 7abeebty lulu, khalas mes7ay dmu3ch, ana al7een erta7t laman sheftch, yallah cheer up baby!

Lulu: haha

we reached cocoa room and ordered

We were chatting and discussing what we wanted to do with our hairs, lulu didn't stop talking

The door opened and a group of guys entered, and guess who was with them?

The guy from the expo!!! I kept on staring, tana7t eb wayhaa until i heard someone yell in front of me: haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay akalm el 6oufa anaa?

Me: sorry bas tana7t shway

Lulu: ohhhhhh ohh eb mnu *she turned around* ahhh, bely labs akhthar wlaaa abyath wlaa ay wa7ed fehum shketherhum!!

Me: chub chub w eklay aklch

He was sooooo cute! he was wearing a white A&f t-shirt with a grey sweat pants and wearing his cap on the other way, let me describe him a bit

-dimples
-normal color, not that tanned
-chubby cheeks
-he reached about 175 cm
-not thin not fat, normal body

.....yet i still didn't know his name.

What am i saying? im not like this, i've never liked a guy, ughhh this cant be happening.

Lulu: yallah goulay ay wa7d ely entay sar7ana feeeh?

Me: iffff yal 7anaaa, ely labs abyath, erta7tay?

Lulu: WAAAAAAYED

I laughed

We payed and went to the salon

Lulu had her hair curled up
I did the same but made her put it up in a pony tail since my dress was a one shoulder kind

We went back home, it was 3

We waited for the lady to come and put our make up, at around 7 we were ready in our dresses







At 11 gal the dj ena al7een dakhlat el ryaayel, my father came in looking really handsome, me7sin was behind him, he couldn't take his eyes out of lulu.

Lulu's face was RED

The photographer was taking pictures of my father and maryam and her kids. I was standing alone with lulu beside me, my heart was aching again, suddenly yara came to me and said: 7a9oona entay ehny w7na ga3deen endawrch, yallah naby en9awer wya ekhetna el ydeeda

Me: haaa, eh okay

I was shocked, i didn't know that she was this kind, i thought she was mean, but she turned out to be the total opposite.

I kissed baba and maryam's forehead and told the mabrook

Maryam: allah eybark feech 7abeebty, waynch allah eyhadach 9arly sna ga3da akhz kl mukan aby algaach, ya3ny shloun ma9awr wyach, entay elghalya

Me: asfa knt wagfa yam lulu

The photographer took a million pictures of us

It was time to go, i went and slept over at lulu's since my father is gonna sleep in the hotel with his new wife,

I drifted to lala land as soon as i placed my head in my pillow.


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