Friday, October 23, 2009

Stay. ( 1b )


Hello again :>

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They both ate silently, all she could hear was the sound of the plastic fork rubbing against the plastic plate of hers.



"So.. l7elwa 3endaha isim?"



"shno !?" .. "wow is he flirting !?;\"



"A89iid, ismi Faisal" He really was flirting, and she was feeling very uncomfortable.


"What was he thinking!"


She sighed "ana Sara" she tried to smile, or maybe even half-smile. She couldn't, it was very uncomfortable.



"3ashat el-2asamy" He grinned



"oh my god, his teeth are incredibly white!"



"Yeah, heh. ok" .. "wow this isn't awkward!" she was being sarcastic btw.



The lady that takes your empty tray came then. (forgot what we call her :p)



"Hello, can I take your tray please?"



"Yes sure"



"Here you go" he said as he gave the tray lady his tray



"7ayallah swaira ;)" He tapped on her head



"it's Sara" "My god he's annoying! He's cute, but annoying!"



"Ok, 5an3eed.. 7ayallah Saroona"



She sighed



"allah y7ayeek!"



PLEASE FASTEN YOUR SEATBELT



At that moment he got up and headed to the back, maybe to the restroom.



She rolled into a ball and tried to sleep and 5 minutes later she was fast asleep and he wasn't there yet.



LADIES AND GENTLEMEN WE ARE NOW PREAPRING FOR LANDING



She woke up by the boyish voice calling her name.



He was holding both her bags standing next to her seat, the plane was totally empty



" 9aba7 el 5aaaaaaaaaaaaaaair "



She couldn't help not to smile



" Wainna? "



" mn 9jch? :P "



"oh, kay. Can I have my bag please? "

"nope :) "






What do you think will happen?! :O

3 comments:

Red said...

First of all 7ada iynarfizzzz ya3nee shino he taps on her head o he calls her swaiir mara wa7da loool o thanee shay I'm liking the story o eee welcome to the blogsphere ;)

Anonymous said...

pretty irritating lad ain't he ;p
Thanks for posting, post again!

-Lilly

Stairway to heaven said...

Red:i know! thank you :*
Lilly: he is:p
you're welcome!

 
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