CHAPTER 1

: JAWAAAA GOUMAAY!! YALAA YEET MEN ELSUFAAR!

Ma knt mstaw3a sh9ayer

Me: 5 mns mary then i'll wake up i promise

:ay mary, ana mishoo yeet men london yallah gouumaaay!!

Me: MISHOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Negazt men frashyy w in hugged him

Misho (meshary, but we all call him misho) is my bestfriend. He's gay. Ya3ny not that gay, he doesnt love guys , he just LOVES fashion so much w daloou3 7aaayl w ey7b eysawy his nails waaayed w 6ab3aaa methel el banat=)) Misho's hair was a bit long, like most kuwaity guys, he was REAALLY tanned, his hair was light brown, w he wears black rayban eye glasses. Mashalah 7ada jameel.

My parents and misho's parents are really close. They've been friends since forever. There so close ledaraja ena we have one shalayh. Ya3ny they are 2 shalaih's bas connected in one piece of land.

Misho's father died 4 years ago. And he only has sisters, 3ashan chethy 6ala3 dalouuu3, uma tertha w matgoul laa;p.

He's my bestfriend since forever.

Me: so, shloun london?

Misho: OMG! khaleeny sakt bas! Magedart awagf shopping! kel ma7al aa7la men elthanyyy! sharayt kel shay!

Me: w ma fakart feny?:(

Misho: akeeed i did! hach fechay hal chees!


I opened the bag, he got me a spiked/ripped leggings, a purse from Bottega Veneta, and shirts w wayed ashyaaaa, Misho is known for his good sense of fashion

Me: MISHOO! mashkouur 7ayyyl, i love theem!

Misho: cham juju ana 3endyyy?

Me: haha, wait adeg 3ala ghala wagoulaha teyey

Misho: i miss ghaloouuuyaa wayed!

Let me tell you a bit about Ghala she's really thin and short, kelman 7asbala ena she's 9. but she's 16. She's really tanned with really light brown hair, almost blonde, her hair is short. It reaches till her shoulders. Her mother is american, bas ubuuha kuwaity. 7adha shay6aana! Elsanhaa 6weeeeeel! I'm closer to her akthar men the other girls. Ehya w misho are my best friends.


I got out of bed washed and got dressed then went down stairs.

I saw umy, um misho, Fahad, Muneera, and Noura.

Me: 9abaaa7 elkhayr, mama laysh ma gelteely ena mishoo yaaay lekuwait? chan gmt embacher

Misho: yal khbla knt basaweelch surprise.

Mama: eh shrayech bel surprise?

Me: 3ajeeba

I kissed my mother's forehead, w salamt 3ala um misho w ekheta noura.

Noura was 19, nafs 3umur muneera ekhety. They were best friends too. They went to the same highschool and now they go to the same university. Fahad is my brother. He's 20. Fahad yertha ena misho eykoun my friend lana y3arf misho men awal ma enwalad, bas he doesn't allow other guys to be my friend. Fahad kan 6weel 7ayl, kan asmaaar and he had brown eyes. His hair was long.

Muneera had blonde/gold hair. She dyed it when she was 18. She's tanned 7ayl, has a curvy thin body, mashalah ekhty kanat jameela 7ayl.

All of my family kanaw tanned lana ubuy eyghasebna every week nrou7 elshaalayh.

Noura was misho's sister, she had black hair, matrousa shwway, blue eyes. Madre men wayn yaw el blue eyes lana both of her parents had brown eyes.

Me  misho and ghala went to the same school.

I went and sat in my living room ely bel basement weya misho ga3deen nan6er ghala 3ala ma teye

10 mns later ma nesma3 ela wa7da et9arekh: MISHOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

It was ghala, kanat ga3da tarketh bel bayt kela w etdawerna


Mishoo: ghalouyaaaaa!!! e7na ta7aat!!

Ghala came in running: waaaynaa!!!

Misho: kanyy ehnyy yal ntfaa shfeech matshoufeeny!

Ghala erkethat w she hugged misho 7ayl

Misho: i miss you!! shlounch?

Ghala: zaynaa! me more!

Umy w um misho dashaw 3alayna

ra7aw eysalmoun 3alayhoum wela umy galat: jawa, al7een misho yah men elsufar, ubuch tawa galy ena uhwa w 3amch mohammad (khaaal misho, ya3ny ukhu um misho) beykhalounkoum teshtaghloun bel summer bedal ma te6l3oun kel youm. W ghala teshteghel wyakoum

Khaal misho w ubuy kanaw close friends, they were even work partners.

Me: eeehh okay! bas wayn?

Mama: madre walah, laman ubuch eyee eyfahemkoum

Misho: yaaaay! 7ade meshta6


Ghala: ana wa7da bayee w maley shughul feekoum


Mama: kafu ghalouya, atheeeehum

Ghala: haha eh sh3abalch khalty, bag3ad 3ala galbhum

My mom laughed and went upstairs

We had lunch

Ghala: jawwoooo

misho: chm mara agoulch, nadeeha juju. Wallah a7laa

Ghala: waaaay ok, juju

Me: 3youn juju

Gala: khal ne6la3

Me: okay khan rou7 engoul 7g umy

We went foug wla noura &manoora already left

Fahad went out too.

Me: mama tara ana w misho w ghala bn6la3 ok?

Mama: laa ne6raw shway

Me: mama laysh

Um misho: lana ubuchh w 3amch mo7amad yayeen w beykalmounkoum

Me: okay, ya3ny em6awleen?

Mama: rou7aw badlaw 3ala maa eyoun

Me: okay

We went upstairs to my room.

Me: misho what should i wear?

Misho: ge3day w ana a6al3lch

LOL wallah he's the cutest!

6ala3ly the ripped leggings with spikes, w a white shirt, along with my red toms and my black chanel purse

Me: mu hayn misho

Misho: afa 3alaaych

Badalt w nezalna ta7at nan6er ubuy

20 mns later ubuy w khal misho yaaaa

Mama gave me the stare ely etgoul: la tetkalmayn al7een


Mama: yallah elghada zaheb, tefathelaw

Umy w ubuy w um misho w khal misho kanw ga3deen yetghadoun, i was sitting with them on the table waiting for someone to tell us what is our job so we can leave!

Misho finally said: et9adgouun 3ad! wayed nas men madresatna ga3deen yeshtaghloun hal sna!

Ghala: eh waayed

Baba: eh 9a7 thakartny meshary! (my father doesn't like to call him misho, yabey eykoun rayal;p) Ams ana w 3amkoum m7amad waqa3na 3aqd wya our new partners belshareka, w uhma 3ndehoum e3yal kuberkoum, faa eygouloun ena yaboun teyoun w takhethon a summer job weya 3yalhum. Lana wa7ed ey9erlehoum yamlek ma63am eb avenues w gal ena e7na neyeeb 3yalna wyahoum

Me: okaay! ana w ghala w misho ra7 neshteghel! bas cham e3yal 3endhum?

Baba: madre wallah, bas ena 2 menhum 3yal 3am, w wyahum rabe3hum, w ma3ahoum bent wa7da

3ame mohammad: bas etdawmoun 3ala el wakt, men el 3-8

Ghala: OULLAAH!

3ame mohammad: wela taboun men el 7-12

Ghala: laa a9lan el 3-8 wayed zayn

They all laughed lana yadroun ena ghala mat7b tgoum el9ub7

Me: okay baba ana w ghala w misho ray7een avenues al7een

Baba: okay bas lat6awloun, w bacher beyoun kelehoum w byet3ashoun b baytna

Me: enshalah


We got into the car with the driver and went to avenues.