The next few days I didn't see Nasser much, I played hard to get shway, I didn't want to be that desperate. I craved his company, it was so innocent, fun filled, and I felt like Nasser was part of my family; a cousin, or even a young uncle. Nasser called every now and then to check up on me, making sure I was attending classes, eating right, and saying something funny just to hear me laugh. Nasser always wanted what was best for me, and aham shay 3inda kan wanasti, as long as I was happy, he was happy. Whenever I laughed, I heard him smile in his silence, feeling satisfied that he had made me laugh, a genuine laugh.
"La6oof, 5anroo7 net3asha weya ba3ath youm.."
"Wain?"
"Madry... entay wain tigdireen? Tigdireen elyom?"
"Walla madry Nassoor... bas chinni meshtahya hindi?"
"Hehehe"
"Haw, shfeek?"
"Samaiteeni Nassoor... wanasa hehe"
"Umbay madry shlon 6la3at! Walla mo qazdi! 6la3at bro7ha!"
"Hahahahahahah la la 3adiiii!!! Hehe... inzain la6oof... wain tabeen?"
"Madry walla... mali khilg a7ad, fe ma63am eb mujama3 madry shesma .. aklhom 7elo o fe cabins .. it's cozy and REALLY clean!"
"Tamam... aye amorich ana?"
"Ok!"
I was so nervous and I didn't really know why. The fact that I will be alone with him in a cabin made my heart palpitate and my palms sweat profusely. What was it that was so scary? How could I feel this nervous about seeing Nasser? We hung out together, we went to Scientific Center together, I mean, the man literally saw me act like a baby in front of all those sea creatures!!
I had two hours ahead of me and decided to start getting ready. I took a shower, shaved my legs, and sat perched on the edge of my bed in front of my closets imagining an outfit from the sea of clothes that is my closet.My biggest problem is that I have so much clothes yet feel like I never have anything to wear, I bet a few of you girls feel the same way! After much consideration, I opted for jeans and a flowy grey top, I just wasn't in the creative mood to think up a smart outfit so I played it safe with a simple outfit. I had another hour and a half to spare and decided to paint my face as if it were a canvas. I lined my lower lashline with the pearly white Givenchy Kohl powder to make them appear larger, flicked black Bobbi Brown's gel eyeliner on my upper lash line, applying MAC's Desert Rose on the apples of my cheeks, and finished off with a mist of Avene Thermal Water to set my make up. Just as I had spritzed on my signature perfume, my cell beeps ..
Message: La6oof ana bara
I grabbed my brown leather satchel, ran down, put on my brown leather gladiators, and rushed to the driveway.
