Chapter 1

Having a supportive family, lots of friends, good grades, and complete freedom. What else could someone ask for? Nothing more.

6:30 AM Sunday morning.

The alarm went off announcing it was the most dreaded time of the day, time to go to university.

Layal groaned and reached out for her alarm and slammed it shut. She sighed and grabbed her phone checking her notifications.

*Whatsapp*

Lujain: Layal gooooomai warana dawam wilaa nsaitai 5 min ow akoon 3indch!

Layal: tstahblain? Deech intey deech ? mn mta ga3da? Ana tawny ga3da min il nom! Rou7ay il jam3a ow ashoofch minaak

Lujain: inzain bs la tit2a5rayn!

Layal: ok

Layal had brown wavy hair, dark brown eyes, average height, skinny, somewhat tanned, and she always had a big sincere smile plastered onto her face.

Lujain is Layals best friend, they met a couple of years ago when they first got into uni.

Lujain had very curly black hair, black eyes, skinny, and she had a pretty pale complexion. 

Layal rolled off her bed and tossed her phone. She quickly got dressed and ready for the day. She checked the time on her phone.

 “No! moo wagta!” Layal whined, as usual she barley has enough time to get to uni.

She ran down the stairs and out of the house. She got into her Fiat and drove off to uni.

7:55

Layal finally parked her car and gave off a sigh of relief. She grabbed her stuff and was speed walking towards her class.

“Sina sina!” exclaimed Lujain.

“Shasawy ba3ad zain miny yit a9lan.” Replied Layal

“inzain imshay khal indsh il class broo7a hel dictor ma yan6r wala dgeega gabl la esakr il bab.” Said Lujain.

Layal rolled her eyes, “Ee stakhfrallah aby hel course ekhal9 ow nftak mn wayha.”

Layal and Lujain made it just in time for their class.

Sager, the notorious player. He was tall, fit, slightly tanned, he had smoldering eyes, some light facial hair, and a perfect smile. He pretty much was the total package in the looks department.

He was well known for being a womanizer; he has played his game on half of the girls in the uni and left them hanging.

He was sitting with his friend Mishary when Layal was rushing by to get to her class.

“Mno hathy?” Sager asked Mishary.

 Layal caught his eye being that it’s the first time he sees a girl in the university that he doesn’t know of.

“Hathy? Besk Sager ma 9arat ma khalayt wa7da ib 7alha. Mta t3gal ya akhy?” asked Mishry.

“baaay baaay shda3wa, zain as2al ‘3airik.” Replied Sager.

“9gayr! Filha 3ad!” Replied Mishary, feeling fed up.

“khala9 basakr il maw’6oo3 klsh wala za3alik yal 7abeeb.” Said Sager with a smirk.

Mishary was of average height, tanned, with dark hair , he was fit, and had a well rounded mature personality. He was friends with Sager since they were in the first grade, they became more than friends they were more like brothers. Mishary’s personality is completely different than Sagers.

Why would he stay friends with someone like sager? For the simple fact Sager wasn’t always this way, things changed after his mother passed away he started acting up and he was trying to be rebellious in order to keep his mind off of the situation.

9:00Am....

to be continued.