Chapter 2

9:00 AM

“Wa akheeran il sa3a wya chna sna!” Exclaimed Layal as she walked out of the class.

“7ada. 3ndch break?” Asked Lujain

Layal sighed, “Ee lil asaf 3ndy class il sa3a 12.”

“Way ana il7een 3ndy class bes akhal9 shraych n6la3 mokan greeb ntrayag o nrd? Adry malch khlg bes 3alashany please” pleaded Lujain.

Layal paused for a moment, “Ro7ay classich  o e9eer khair waraha inshoof.”

“Ya ml8ch shda3wa.”, Pouted Lujain.

“itha ma 6ala3na ba3ad shwey n6la3 blayl, okay?” Suggested Layal with a smile.

“khala9 okay r’6ait” replied Lujain.

“Ba3ad ya3ny kntay za3lana way wayhch. Agool ro7ay classich la tit25rain.” ,Teased Layal.

Lujain smiled and walked off to class.

Layal couldn’t help but notice someone was staring at her; she turned around and saw Sager. She quickly turned and walked away.

‘Ma boga la ekoon 3alabala ana nefs ily la3ab 3alayhom.’ Layal thought to herself.

Sager smiled to himself and walked away. He bumped into a friend of his, Jassim. Jassim was pretty much just like sager, another player.

“Hala hala! shlonik? Wainik ma tmrna la bl dwanya wla tyee il shalay.” Greeted Sager with excitement.

“Hala feek! Wala lahayt ya okhoy. Shlonik int?” Replied Jassim.

“il7mdla mashy il 7al. illa ba’3ait as2lk, fee wa7da t3arf mno ihya?” Asked Sager.

“Mno?” asked Jassim.

Sager turned to where Layal was and made a subtle sign to who he was talking about, “Hathy.”.

“3ad ma lgayt ila hathy 9agoor?” asked Jassim.

“Laish shfeeha? Ga3d as2al mno ihya.” Replied Sager.

“Ismha Layal Al Flany, bes ma ta36y wayh klsh raf3a khasmha, is2alny ana.” Said Jassim.

Sager put his hands in his pockets and smirked, “Shda3wa mako bnt ma ta36y wayh.”

“La 9adgny law it7awl mn ilyom lay bacher.” Replied Jassim.

“Tit7adany? “ asked Sager.

“La yoba moo chthy, bes bt’6ay3 wagtk.” Said Jassim.

“wagty ‘6ay3 ‘6ay3 btshoof in ma kalmatny ma a6la3 9agr.” Said sager with a smirk.

“Maynoon walla. Yalla lazm amshy ashoofik ba3dain.”, Jassim walked away.

“Yalla ashofk.” Said Sager.

Layal decided to sit down at a table while she waited for Lujain to finish from her class.  She felt awkward sitting alone so she decided to pull out her phone and just fiddle around with it.

Layal reached into her purse but didn’t find her phone. She freaked out and started pulling out all her stuff from her bag.

‘weee shakly naseeta bl class!’ Layal thought to herself.

She quickly got up and rushed back to her class in hopes of finding it there.

She came back in a few minutes with the look of utter relief on her face for finding it.

As she walked back to the table where she had her bag and the clutter of her stuff that she pulled out while searching for her phone, she noticed a guy was sitting at that table.

Layal sighed. ‘Walay’ she thought.