Sunday, April 9, 2017

Chapter 2


1 new message

"6ayib, how can someone enter your life?"

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Message from "oRaedo'', I think this person is new, I checked their profile, yup, only few points, the person is new.

To be honest, when new people that come and private message me and that I don't recognize their handle, ya3ni they're usually like those wa95een people, allah la yableena, ya3ni yinarfizoon.

But me being Nawal, I 3adatan give everyone a chance at first, so I replied to the guy.

"By gaining trust".

Sent.

Ana glt iny akoon barda ma3ah 3ashan low kan niyatih say2ah yiroo7.

"Nawal !!!! T3AALIIIIII" Mama nadatny.

"INSHALLAH ANA JAYA".

"Ha Nawal, kl shay a7san?"
I nodded at her smiling shway, "6ayib, ana kalamt om Ameera, aham shay bukra bl mdrisa you act normal as nothing happened, everything b9eer a7san inshallah".

"inshallah"
I smiled then hugged her, "shukran a7ibik mama".

"w ana ba3ad".

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1 new message

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لا هاذي صعبة * ايموجي ضحك* بالله كيف اقدر اكسب ثقتك من غير ما ادخل حياتك؟"

Shakla this Raed guy won't stop, lol.

Ummm... kayf arid...

"لا يعني اكيد بياخذ وقت كسب الثقة، لكن اعني ان الانسان يدخل القلب، وما يطلع"

But guys I meant it in a friendly way, don't let your mind go to the lovey-dovey way !

Sent.

1 new message

"ايوااا، طيب، انتي بخير؟"

Oh, this guy is something.

"مو مرا والله".

Sent.

1 new message

"ايش حصل؟".

At first, I hesitated to text him about what's going on, ya3ni I felt it's private, lakin who am I kidding, I need to 6ali3 ely fe galbi w 7arati and vent somewhere to feel better about what's going on, I might as well vent to this guy.

I decided to tell him what happened, and he was supportive to my point of view, that's sweet.

"على فكرة لو فجأة اختفيت، اعرفي اني غفوت" Raed sent, he said his sleep is messed up.

"لازم ترتبه"

"ايوة ايوة عارف".

And we continued talking about life until he stopped replying. He probably slept, though it's still early to sleep, it's just 6 pm, but howa gal inih ma nam ams el layl, maybe that's why.

When I went to bed, my mind dozed off to Khalid, ma 7ta 6g ham 3ashan ys2al lesh w esh 9ayir w k4a, mn gabil he used to text first w knt thgeela ma3ah, bs b3dayn I got a bit attached w gdayt el myana shway w 9rt I text first, w lma I didn't want to add him on snapchat, I started being the one who texts first 99% of the time. I wish I wasn't too gentle with people, I trust way too easily, and I guess it gets me attached and I hate that, it can get me into trouble, bs that's who I am, and it will take a lot to change that akeed </3.

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Next day I did as mama galat ly, 97 and she was back to normal.

"Ameera Haya!!! Esm3oooooni zayn!" knt mra mt7amsa when I was telling them.

"Hady hady shway shway esh feek?" Galat Ameera w he t6'7ak 3lay, and Haya only chuckled, she's soooo quite its super cute <3

"Okay fe ta6awo3 b event greeb, w klah bnat f ya3ni a4in ahilkum bywafgoon, esh raykum? ana bsajil, tbooni asjilkum ba3ad?"

"3ala 7asb mta 3ashan lo 3ndy e5tibar ow k4a" Haya galat, he dayman ely t5af 3la darajatha bzyada w kl 7yat-ha drasa drasa, mashallah allah y7f6'ha.

"Trkee Haya 3anik w sajleena, bnroo7 klna w nkoon m3 ba36' inshallah" Ameera said rolling her eyes.

"heheheh 6ayib, bs lazim nroo7 n7jz el booth ely naby nsajil feeh w nshtiri thyab el ta6awo3 el esboo3 el jay, la2na howa bkoon el esboo3 el jay" I told them both.

"Ay youm?" Haya asked.

"El thulatha2 w el arbi3a2 a6'n" Glt.

"5nroo7 el thulatha2 3ashan I have a test on thursday, so I can't go elarbi3a2, w 3ashan na5i4 booth 7loo, esh raykum?"

"Mwafgeen" Ana w Ameera glna m3 ba3a6' (This sometimes happens, wallah its like we're twins, though we no way are).

I think I'll send the registration link to Khalid, he has a younger sister, who I know is willing to sign up.

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Jat 79at el riya6'a today again, w el teacher was going to pair me up with another student, because she noticed what happened yesterday, I told her msh lazim, she told to come to her.

"Hala abla, fee shay?" I asked weirded out, this is a first.

And there's a first for everything Nawal, don't be surprised -.-

"Sho benik w bein 9a7bitik? Hee m3'9bitik 3a shee? ma ka2na ams 7a9al?" She asked with a mix of both accents.

"La la mafy shay 9ar, el7amdelallah kl shay 5air, bs shakilha kan feeha shay ams" I told her while chuckling, ya3ni why would she think I'm being forced to do something? lol.

"Ahh mashy, yla ro7y winbas6y" She told me while nodding at the girls.

"Inshallah" I smiled and went back to the girls.

I love her, she is cute, it's a shame it's her last year in this school </3.

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By the end of class I texted Khalid about the volunteering thing, and he said he'll gladly tell his sister to sign up as an immediate reply.

And there was also another message from Raed, hmmmm....



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Friday, April 7, 2017

Chapter 1



Chapter 1:

My name is Nawal, I'm 16, turning 17 soon inshallah. I have two best friends, Ameera, she's the closest, and Haya (not as close as Ameera), I'm the oldest of my best friends. I live a happy stable normal life, I have one younger sister. I'm not so close to my cousins, ya3ni as in my family, there are family issues w k4a, excluding my parents and sister akeed.

Looks:
Nawal==> Long dark brown hair + dark brown eyes, not slim nor fat, known for long eyelashes (The tallest).
Haya ==> Long light brown hair + brown eyes, very thin mashallah (second tallest).
Ameera==> Medium dark brown hair with a red glow mashallah, not slim nor fat. (Short).

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El7een ento t3arfoon path, 97? Kla el nas yishbikoon feeh, ik w3. I'm not really that type of person la2na hehe.

There's another app, it lets you post within a specific radius to your location, I'm obsessed with it ! Mra 7looooooooo. Elmuhim glt I'll post something la2ni I was bored. I wondered if we had any events today that I could go to or something.

"وايش عندكم بعصرية اليوم؟"

I posted it, and within a few minutes some person decides to dm me instead of replay, hmmm 6ayib wsho yaby ow taby?

"اهلا"

K2nsana mu7tara glt arid b3deen it2akad e4a bnt wla walad.

"هلا، بس ممكن اعرف الي معاي ولد ولا بنت؟"

typing....

"ولد، محطوط بالبايو حقي اصلَا"

Stupid Nawal! Stupid  *internal face palm*

"اوه انا اسفة بس ما اكلم عيال

"ايشدعوا"

"آسفة بس يا تحترم رايي او اسوي بلوك"

"خلاص اعتذر عن الازعاج"

I didn't reply, instead I checked his bio, his name was Khalid, okay...

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The next day, my parents and younger sister went out, ntmasha bl sayara, njeeb 3asha, nroo7 el market bla bla bla.

Our parents left us in the car (we were to lazy to get down lol) w umi ra7at farm 5, while baba ra7 yjeeb mu3ajanat mn el ma7al ely next to it.

I checked the same app and posted:

"طفشاااانة، وكيف حالكم انتوا؟"

Again, within a few minutes that same guy, Khalid, sent a message,

"بما انك طفشانة رح ارسل لك بعض النكت"

يوووووهههه ! انت ما رح تسمع الكلام شكلك؟

هذا جزاي لما قلت رح اشيل عنك الطفش الي انتي عايشة فيه؟!؟؟

لا لا خلاص ورني يلا بس ايش عندك

I was mad w ba3ad bored, so I guess it won't hurt, 97?

He sent pictures of arabic memes, uh.... The only thing he earned was a chuckle and I told him that.

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Within a few days, we grew somewhat closer to each other, I found out his age, 21, and I told him I was 16.

عادي، لان العمر ما هو الا رقم

ooooo I think he's hinting something here, but no, w33 Nawal la tgarbeen mnah akthar!!!

ايش عندك بكرة المغرب؟

ليه؟

لانك قلتيلي قبل فترة انك بتكونين مشغولة ذاك اليوم

اي صديقاتي جايين

اجل وناسة بكون، بتقعدون ترقصون وتصورون سناب

مين قال نرقص ونصور ههه؟ انا مو من النوع الي تحط صورها على هالبرامج اصلَا ههههه

Okay so for awhile I felt that he was hinting that he wanted to add me on snap, and see my pictures, ya3ni basically how I looked, idk, I didn't trust him, 5ft for some reason and everytime Khalid brought it up, I try to ragi3 or change the mawdhoo3.

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Second semester finally started, w 93oobat el derasa zadat ll2asaf elshadeed </3.

The second week since school started after the break, 7set fee shay 3'ala6 b Ameera bs ma 3araft esh... We all have best friends, 97? Ameera 9deegty and now we've reached 9 years of friendship, ya3ni we're really close, but that one day, faj2a after the weekend, kna distant, madri leh, but I didn't like it.


"Ylla pick a partner to play tennis with" galat el teacher.  I looked at Ameera, but she seemed distant, like she was trying to avoid me.

"Ameera, ylla nl3ab?" I asked trying to avoid eye contact, la2na 5ft mn wa4i3ha this week.

Ameera nodded and came.

"Esh feek ma tl3abeen 97?" I was surprised, she usually is the one to play good.

"Bs, kafy" radat 3alay coldly.

"Shino kayfik? Esh feek? Ma tabeen tl3abeen ma3ay?" I asked, wallah bdait itnarfaz.

"Eee, kayfee, maby el3ab ma3ak!" Radat full of her self.

THE HELL?

"Ameera.. Esh feek? Lesh k4a hal ayam? Esh feek matabeeni????" I asked her, I seriously was holding a cry inside of me, I want to hit her! Adry y6'a7ik wa6'3i, bs 3a9abt 3layha, esh swet 3ashan tglb 3lay faj2a?

"Ee bs k4a, Ma abeek" those words were like a cold knife into my heart, I left her, trying to find a new partner, I don't like this, she isn't Ameera. This isn't her.

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Youm rija3t el bait, mama 7asat feeny shay, I told her everything, I told her that she's been acting cold and weird.

"5ala9 mama, la t5afeen, bakalim om Ameera w bshoof esh 9ayer" wallah a7ib mama, she was trying to solve the issue and calm me down.

"Okay, ana baroo7 el7een, 3ndy homeworks to do" I kissed her head then went to my office room.

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Ma gidart arakiz while doing my homework, 7sayt me feelings were trapped in, I felt like I wanted to scream that out.

Lakin e4a I screamed them out, eljiran b5afooooon.

Fakart iny ifta7 my favorite app:

"ليه بالدنيا ناس يدخلون الحياة، يعيشون معاك، لكن فجأة يقلبون عليك؟ يعني بعد عشرة سنين فجأة يقررون يغيرون رايهم عليك؟؟ والله ما يصير، اتمنى ناس يدخلون حياتي لكن من قلب ويجلسون ويريحون، ابي ترو فريندز، نوت فيك فريندز".

Post.

God, that literally felt better, I feel like I can finish my work now in peace.

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Ba3ad a few hours, ja al maghrib, I finished all my assignments, then I decided to go on my phone.

I always left that app for last, because it's the app I stay on the most, fa after checking all social media, I opened it.

1 new message

"6ayib, how can someone enter your life?"

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End of the first chapter, this is really a true story, everything is real, and it all happened to a friend of mine, I thought that I would share it, I asked her first 3ashan ma tz3al and she was okay with it.

Elmuhim inshallah 3ijabkom awal chapter <3. (ba3d el ta3deel).