“WAKE UP” a familiar voice bursts into my ear as cold hands
shook me to conscious
“what what is wrong” I woke up terrified
“you are wrong, we have no time to waste we need to get
ready” said Fatima
“you should really learn how to wake up somebody without
causing them a heart attack” I said
“what she is still in bed” I heard Maryam say from the door
side
“calm down it is still early” I said
“oh no it is not wake up” said Fatima
“I am awake” I said heading to the bathroom
“we will be waiting in the lobby so that we can go eat
breakfast” said Maryam
“it is still 9 o’clock why are you two in such a hurry” I
said
“we want to look perfect” said Fatima
“well I wont with
these sacks under my eyes all because of you I was not able to sleep” I said
“well too bad” said Maryam
“just leave” I said
I finished washing up got dresses and headed to the lobby
just when I thought my morning cant get any worse I see Hamad I walk to Maryam
and Fatima and pretend like I didn’t see him, I couldn’t help but take a glance
at him wait is that a girl with him why is she touching his arms, why do I even
care I tried to ignore it and just eat.
“who is that girl with Hamad?” I asked before I could stop
myself
“is someone jealous” teased Fatima
“what no, I am just curious” I said
“I don’t know” said Maryam
“woow that is a first” I said
“she is probably no one that’s why I don’t who she is” she
replied defending herself
“ya she is probably no one” I said echoing her
“now lets go do our nails and not let her ruin our day” she
said looking at me
we headed to the salon
“what color do you think I should apply” I said looking at wide variety of selections
“French” said Fatima
“owh yea defiantly french go simple specially with your
dress” said Maryam
we kept talking and laughing but my mind would always go
back to Hamad who was she, what is happening am I jealous I couldn’t why would
I. before I knew it we were done
“I am thinking of putting my hair in a bun” I said
“no you look better with your hair open” said Fatima
“and my hair will be in a bun we can't have the same hair
style” said Maryam
“I am the eldest I get to choose” I said crossing my arms
“ya but we both know you want your hair open” said Maryam
“you know me too well” I said
“well I am your sister after all” said Maryam
“would you two stop” said Fatima
“fine lets just finish” I said
I wore my sparkly black dress elbow length sleeved it was
tight from the top but loose from the bottom it revealed my back as I fixed my
hair to one side loosely curled, applied my make up keeping it all simple.
“oh my god you look sexy” sexy said Fatima
“I know right” I said looking down at my dress
Fatima had a red
dress on that showed her body perfectly tight from the top and puffy from the
bottom, while Maryam had a yellow silk dress on that suited her skin color.
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