Saturday, 29 June 2013

Chapter 7

We're in Riyadh now

Nothing really interested happened, but we had so much fun. It was a trip to remember!

il7eein el ejaza 5l9t, o today awl youm mdrsa

*at school*

Sara: heyhey 

Me: ugh maly 5lg mdrsa sara a b d n 

Sara: 5alaa9 9abr 1 month o summer

Me: thats the only thing thats keeping me motivated asasn

Abla manaal (mura8ba): BNAAT 3LA F9OLKMM! YALLAH!

Me: yallahh ashofk blfs7aa sweera

*bl class* 

Lama: TW MA NWWR HLA WALLAHHH HLA

slmtt 3la lama, 7keet'ha wsh 9ar bl concert and how this trip was amazing!

Deema: *talking to other girls*: eeeh, mara kan wedi arou7! m7md alx, abdulaziz alx, saud alx were there!! mara yghhaar

Okayy.. are they like THAT popular or? how the hell does she know them.

Lama: kef t3rfhm?

Me: mdry shklhm m3rofen abdulaziz and m7md

We had break now, so I went to the cafeteria since I was starving

Sara came

Me: omg sara fj2a deema galt ena *mocking deema* abdulaziz alx, m7md alx and saud alx were there mra ygharr' awal shai y5r3 kef t3rfhm? thani shai wsh tby men saud :/?

Sara: she's a creep, maybe they're like popular o saud mdry he tweeted akeed in london aw foursquare o deema men awal 5agga 3leeh, such a stalker

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Lama: bnaat, wsh r2ykm nrou7 tao elrbou3? m3 dalal o noura o alia?

They're our friends since a long time ago.

Sara: ee lazm, zman 3nhm

Me: I miss them, so bkra elsa3a km?

Lama: sara tje 3ndk, amrkm o nrou7 tao?

Me: okaay, sara you sure you're coming?

Sara: yepp, matw83 mama btgoul shay

Me: same

*wednesday*

Sara jat bety at 5pm, o saud o sultan m3 abdulelah bldewaniaa

Sara: 5nenzlhmm

r7naalhm, we were sneaking to the dewanya since they dont love it when we just randomly show up.

fj2a asm3 9ot bnt :|

*on the phone*

Saud: gltlk m3rfk

bnt: hww, ana deema nsetny?

Saud: ee glteeli bs ana ma3rfk bye ana msh3'ool

Sultan: 4e ma6fsht wsh tbe el nshba?

I entered the room: DEEMA EL BTHRA OMG SHTBY

Sara: ufff deema alx? ely m3k blf9l?

Me: yess bitch is thirsty

Saud: t3rfenha?

Me: eee wsh tby the el youm kant tgoul ghrr wddy arou7 london saud alx kan hnak elbnt mre6'a lat36eha wjh

Saud: daga 3ly b london tgoul e4krny o mdry wsho o klmtny kik abthrtnniii

Sara: uf elbnat 6ay7a 3alek ajal

Abdulelah: ya5i el banaat ez3ajj

Me: ana mu mz3jaa *flips hair*

Saud: abaaad abad mra

Me: wsho g9dk ana bthra?

Saud: la salamtk

Abdulelah and Sultan: bn6l3 m3 el 3yaal

Me: wen

Abdulelah: wa7id y3ni men y3ni

Me: okaay haddi 3booud

Sultan: slaaam

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Its 7pm, lama will pick us up at 9pm so we had time. I was siting in the living room m3 sara wila fj2a saud yd5l mtksh5 o mt36r

Saud: ha esm3o bs2lkm so2al jawbo b9raa7a

Me&Sara: ha

Saud: kef shkli zein?

Me: lesh fj2a  :/ men meta o enta t'htm b shklk?

Saud: bs 5l9ooni zein wila

Me: eeee zein! e59 o serrna nhtm bl shkl ha

Saud: o9 bye

*At tao*

We were about to enter tao with Lama, Noura and Alia.

Dalal couldn't make it 3shan 3ndha 3zeema!

I was about to enter wila fj2a ashoof m7md o abdulaziz 6al3een from the guys section.

Sara's POV:

Abdulaziz looked so sexy. I couldn't take my eyes off him. His hair was light brown, he was muscular, and over that he was laughing.

Me: *whisphering* moddddiii, m7md o abdulaziz shofi hathol hm
Modi: omg omg omg omg

They saw us, and guess what? They didnt do anything. I mean yeah, I wasn't expecting them to come and hug us or anything but at least a smile? anything?

Modi's POV:

Heavenly. M7md is heavenly. He isn't short, and not that tall engoul 6olaa zein? His eyes were dark brown and his nose were complimenting them. He was wearing a grey sweatpants and a white shirt and thats so attractive. He looked so fresh.

Lama: bnaat yallah elbab gdamkm-.-

Me: okay okay l7ein bd5l bs sara btklm sawagha *lies*

Noura: 6aaaayyb jowa lazm blshar3

Alia: ana bd5l yallah ed5lo

They all went o i7na wrahm

Me: SARA wla 7ta smile wla shay? the fuck? they were so sweet to us yarab eno el ebtsama b wjh a5eek 9adaga ok

Sara: m3 nfshm, 5ala9 shai raj3lhm

Me: ee bkefhm bs mra yghr


We had dinner with the girls, it was a great night.









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