The only exception. (2)

Raghad's point of view;

i woke up with a massive headache that reminded me that i must have my morning coffee. When i checked my phone it was 5PM!! SHIT!!!! Me and Ziyad stayed up all night and we didn't sleep till it was 12pm.

I got up, collected my stuff and before leaving i looked at Ziyad sleeping on the floor. haha i bet he won't wake up till the next day!

I went downstairs to the kitchen after calling my driver, i made coffee and a cheese sandwich, i was scrolling down my timeline on Twitter, then tweeted "why am i always late?" 

I got a whatsapp message from my friend, Rahaf

"are you coming tonight?"

"Yes!"

"ymkn yjoun nas ma t3rfenhum tara!" 

"define "nas"?"

"banat banat mub 3yal la t5afeen:p"

"oh ok, yeah that's fine."

Tonight i'm meeting up with my friends at some restruarant in Dubai, and since that i live in Al-Shargah lazim a6la3 badri 3shan ma at2a5ar.

-At 7PM-

i got there a bit early so Rahaf told me to ask the waiter for a reservstion under the name Sarah and i did.
i waited for like 10 minutes then the girls arrived, Rahaf, Sarah, Meshael and a couple of girls that i don't know, after the hugs and handshakes we ordered food and chatted for a little bit.

the girls were... idk, over dressed? i mean its only a restruarant you don't have to wear tight skirts and dresses, or was i too casual? whatever.

they started talking about boys and things girls would talk about, i tried to socialize but i felt so left out so i kept my mouth shut until someone actually talks to me or asks me something.

''Raghad! eesh fek saktah?'' Sarah asked.
''5aleeha thil nafsya ma3laik mnha. '' Rahaf answered.
''La bas mafi shai agoula!'' i said.

Sarah came and sat next to me.
''Kaifk?''
''el7amdella w enti?''
''kwaysa! t3rfen a7ad mn eli byjoun?'' she asked.
''SARAH T3ALI BWAREK SHAI!'' Rahaf interrupted.

then Sarah went back to her place which was next to Rahaf, Rahaf whispered something to her ear and Sarah said ''ohhh ma knt adri!''

i was a bit confused, what the hell is going on? i excused myself and went to the ladies rest room, after a while i went back to our table and i couldn't find the girls! Knt adwr bsr3a w ma entbht, w lma d88t estw3bt enhum jalsen bnafs mkanna bas m3ahum 3yal!

i just stood there staring at them, Meshael saw me and she waved at me and shouted “Raghad t3ali!"

At first i thought that the guys were hitting on them and just trying to get the girls' numbers but then i realized that they know each other, i went to the table.

“wsh el salfa?” i asked Rahaf
“shfek raghad eg3di” she said while pulling my hand.

I got so mad that i didn't answer her, i just grabbed my clutch and when i was about to leave one of the guys said “wsh feha 5wytkum za3lana?”

and Rahaf, being the "good friend" she is, she said
"la mohammed mu za3lana hy daym ketha!"
"la ykun ma a3jbnak bas?" that mohammed guy asked.

i ignored them all, and sat on a table alone after calling the driver.

on the way home, i still didn't believe what Rahaf just did to me? like if she wanted to invite her guy friends for dinner or something she could've told me and i wouldn't come and all of that embarrassment wouldn't have happened.

oh yeah that's my so-called- best friend, Rahaf, we've known each other for three years or something and she used to be this reallly nice girl, but now, every time i talk to her i feel like i'm talking to a meaner version of Regina George.

She just started hanging with other girls and i, well i've been spending alot of time with myself, and a week ago she said that she missed me and we should meet up!

Was that supposed to be a funny prank? am i supposed to laugh or anything? because she knows more than anybody else that i would never hang out with guys that i don't know.

i felt like crying but i didn't want to cry cause she doesn't deserve it, i wanted to talk to someone to cheer me up, Ziyad? he's probably still sleeping and i would never tell him about what just happened, he'd definitely won't leave rahaf alone and would definitely haunt her down lma tkrah 7yatha.

Lulu? she's in US and its probably like 3am there, it sucks when your only best friends chooses the other side of the world to study there, i miss her terribly but i won't tell her either about what happened cause she must be studying her ass off and i don't wanna bother her.

Sultan? Bingo!

"heyyy!" i whatsapped him
"hey you! sup baby girl?" he answered instantly
"zft what about you, love?"
"leeh eesh feki?" he asked

I told him about what happened and he was like "swalooki shai? Mt2kda ma lmsooki? 36eni ragm 9a7btik ana 7atfahm m3ha"

and i told him to calm down and i'm safe and sound in my bed right now, he told me to never talk to her again, and i just tried to change the subject cause he got really mad.

your male best friend will always love you, admire you and feel that way forever, boyfriends come and go but he's always stuck around. he's your shoulder to cry on and your hug when you need it, you enjoy yourself with him and you're never in an awkward situation. and this is a different kind of love.


* *

as days passed by i tried to focus more on my midterms and just ignore everything else, Ziyad went back to Riyadh and i told him that i'm not coming to our cousin's wedding, he got a bit upset but then understood why.

on a Monday morning, after acing my midterm i was in the library waiting for the driver and studying for my next midterm.

a chair was pulled next to me and when i turned around i saw Rahaf sitting on that chair and she looked like she had something to say, its better be an apology, she owes me one!

"ahlan" she said as she placed her coffee on the table
"ahleen" i said without even looking at her
"esm3i adri eni '3l6t bs enti ga3da tkabren el mushkila!"
"akabbir el mushkila? tsawen nafsk ma t3rfen eni ma a6l3 aw aklm 3yal w trou7en t3zmen shlt 3yal kamla!" i said almost shouting.
"w sultan?" she asked.
"sultan.... tdren ena e7na mu akthar mn friends w a3rfa gbl ma angl hena 7atta, w ma gd shfta aw 6l3t m3ah!"
"wsh ga9dik ya3ni?" she said almost whispering.
"ga9di ena mn lma 3rfti sarah w meshael w el group 7ghum w enti mt'3yra, mafi walad ma klmteh aw 6l3ti m3ah!" i said in the softest tone possible.
"tdreen leeh ga3da tgoulen ketha? Because i know how to talk to guys and you don't, because you've always been jealous of me that's why you're trying to stop me!"
"are you out of your freaking mind??? Kam 3umrk?"
"raghad la tkabren el mw'6o3 zai 3adtk, prove to me that you can talk to guys" she said
"al7en enti 9dg enhblti, ana b6l3 swagi barra" as i tried to get up but she pulled my hand and said
"wsh by'6rk y3ni? B36ek wa7d w etha jnti rasah i'll stop whatever you want me to stop"

that was the last thing she said. And then she walked away and when i got into the car, she texted me the guy's kik username.

this is insane isn't it?? i'd never talk to a guy, well besides Sultan... but sultan is different he's like the brother I've never had.. but he's still a guy!

maybe if i created a fake account on kik and talked to that guy nothing will happen, eh?

nah its just not me, i won't do that.. but i want to prove to her that i know how to talk to guys its just that i choose not to... la mu majboora athbt lha ay shai!

without even thinking, i was creating a fake account, what should the username be? Uhmm Rana? Yeah i like Rana and its close to Raghad, bs Rana eesh? Al Saud? Nahhh anyone who wants to create a fake account would definitely go for Al Saud.

_RanaFJ! And i don't even know why the hell did i choose FJ. its not a car for god's sake....

and now...

Rana: Helloo!


what am i getting myself into.

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The only exception. (1)

(just wanna say that this is gonna a bit different from my other stories, there are two stories thats somehow connected to each other, hope you enjoy it!)

....... As soon as i heard my phone ringing i knew it was him calling, i immediatley looked at the watch that was placed on my room wall, it was 2p.m
damn it, he hates waiting and now i'm making him wait. he's going to slit my throat. i took a final look at my reflection in the mirror and took my sun glasses and left.


he called again when i was in the car, so this time i answered him.

''hi?''
''La esfaheenii w a5reeni akthar, shrayk?''
''i'm sorry walla ma entabht 3al wgt!'' i explained.
''5ala9 6yb waink grbti?''
''eeh hthani 3nd lft baitkum!'' i lied
''yaaa el n9aba ana wagf barra waink?'' he yelled.
''hahaha 5ala9 5ala9 hthani 9dg 3nd el lfa''
''eeh al7en shftk. yalla bye'' he hung up.


the driver stopped which means we arrived to my Aunt's house, their new house that they just bought here. i miss hanging out at their house back in Riyadh, its where i had most of my childhood memories, it was me and him, everyone knew that there was something going on between us, none of my boy cousins bothered me because i cant remember a time where he wasn't there for me when i needed him, until we grew apart from each other, i got into high school, a whole new different world, and he was busy with college and our family company.

and now i'm 19, you know i'm still a teenager but i got over all the lovey dovey fairytales, i'm not the kind of girl that searches for love, i don't believe that a girl must fall in love with someone to make her feel special or complete, or to make her life worth living. i believe that the love i recieve from my family and friends is enough.

i saw him coming out of their house, well, Ziyad! he's 21, he's funny, independant, goofy, he loves to make everyone around him happy, he's very generous, he's outgoing, he was the one that used to pull pranks on our other cousins, and his looks? he's not bad, ya know, tall figure, thick eyebrows, sleepy eyes, and the most thing i love about the way he looks is his hair, he has a long light brown hair, he got the hair color from his grandmother, the father's side!

moving on, i told the driver to go back home, and i got into Ziyad's car, a black sexy Range Rover, but the smell of cigarettes soffacted me, so i had to open the windows.

''a3othu bellah k2anik omi!''
''a7sann wja3 wsh hal re7a katma''
''*spraying his perfume* 5ala9 erta7i 36rnaha''
''much better!'' i said.

he flashed me a smile and then he placed his thin-fingered-hands on the wheel and started driving, i didn't actually knew where were going, but i just wanted to see where is he taking me.

I connected my iPod to the AUX wire and our favorite songs were blasting in the car, well, MY favorite songs, our tastes in music are completely different, i like Linkin Park, Ed Sheeran, 3 doors down, paramore, The XX, the Killers, those people have real talents, unlike Drake, Jay-z, Kanye and Tyga those who Ziyad loves to listen to. i think that they have no talent and they only sing about money, weed and girls. Ziyad suddenly poked me on my shoulder and said " '3aa'3ad!" He has this lad'3a or lat'3a i dont really know what people call it, but i always find it so adorable when he calls me '3a'3ad but i actually never admitted that to him, and never will.

''Raghad mub '3a'3ad la tshwh esmi!''
''bwagif elm7a6a ajeeb moya tbeen shai?'' he asked.
''*opens the car's mini fridge* haw feh moya''
''uhmm la hathi gdema''
''bellahi ya3ni it got expired?'' i teased.
''5ala9 banzil ajeb d5an erta7ti?''
''ma erta7t but you dont have to lie about it!''
''i'm sowwy '3a'3aad!'' he pouted.
''*sighs* Wait for me banzil m3ak''

We stopped at a mini market and i was kinda hungry, then i remebered that i haven't ate anything since i woke up, that's when i got reaaally hungry. one thing i love about mini markets, that even tho they're so small i can find whatever i'm looking for.

So I took the basket and started filling it with my and Ziyad's favorite snacks, Redbull for him, Lemon and Mint juice for me, maltesers for him, Kit Kat for me cause its healthier and it has less calories, and many other snacks.

i stood in the line to pay for our stuff at the cashier, seconds later i felt that Ziyad's figure was right behind me, when it was our turn i put the basket on the counter and took out my wallet, its funny that he knows me very well to the point that he knows that i hate it when someone pays for my stuff. so he doesn't argue with me about these things anymore. haha.

after an hour later, i was too busy talking to Ziyad and catching up with whats happening in his life that i lost track of time and i wasn't paying any attention on where we were going i thought that he had already planned for the whole day, until..

''eeh wain bnrou7?'' he asked.
''madri 3anik??''
''6ag6ga hy!''
''wain kna bnrou7 a9lan?''

he ignored my question.

''laaa tsfahni''

Ziyad continued ignoring me

''*punching his shoulder*akaalmik ana!''
''wallah? tbeenha ketha?''
''ya allaaah bdeena''

i ignored him, played a song and started using my phone, minutes later, the car has stopped, i looked up to find out that we're in front of Starbucks, i started laughing so loud because going to Starbucks is like a tradition to us.

-

i was home alone, bored and i've got nothing to do, So I guess i'll call alanoud since she's the only one that i can invite her over to my house.


"esm3i waink?"
"ajeek?"
"eeh yalla"

half an hour later. she came with a Mcdonald's bag, this girl knows that i'm always hungry and this is exactly why i love her.

we kept talking about everyone in our school for hours, literally we talked about everyone, girls, guys, teachers, ma 5laina a7ad b7alah. Ya know how it is when two close friends talk about random things and say whatever they want to say w ya5thoun ra7t'hum m3 ba3a'6? Yeah that's the kind of friendship me and alanoud share.

suddenly Anoud showed a picture of a guy she just met and she talked about him and told me everything about him and his family until i got really bored, this girl must work at FBI, i'm serious she can get whatever information she's looking for within hours.

She gave him a really stupid nickname, "Ed" 3ala balhum americans thal ethneen, i suggested that we prank call this Ed and when she said yes i got thrilled cause prank calling people is my thing and because MAYBE i think he's hot.


"36eeni badg mn jawali" i said.

She handed it to me and i dialed his number.

"alo alsalam 3laikum"
"wa 3laikum el salam.. na3am?"
"hatha jawal Smaher?"
"la.. yalla"
"ana mt2kda ena hatha jawal smaher"
"ya bnt el 7alal"

"*interrupting him*ezbda goul l samaher trja3 tdg 3lai"

i hung up the phone and then few minutes later i called him from anoud's phone.

calling Ed..

"alo alsalam 3laikum ana smaher fi a7ad dg 3li?"

Ed burst out laughing that he couldn't say a thing

"goul ameen, allah ywas3 9adri"
"enti anoud?"
"shouf ma wdi a9er anoud bs 3shank a9eer anoud"
"wainha 6yb?"
"ma3laik mnha ent waink?"
"bil bait"
"of bas law eni el bait"
"allah allah"
"3jbtk?"
offf marra!"
"6yb yalla 36enak wjh"
"yalla"

i put the phone on speaker and threw it at anoud cause i wanted to hear what he was going to say about me

"bellah men thi el sa5eefa?" he said

Anoud was about to say something untill i came and pulled the phone from her.

"6b esma3 tbi tsma3 9out el 86ar?"
"la7ouuuuul"
"la 9dg 9dg tbi tsma3 9out el 86ar?"
" yalla?"

i hung up on him, i didn't really care if he thinks i'm lame i just didn't want him to say anything about me in front of her.

"agoul jebi jebi jawali bas!"
"zri enti w jawalk"

hya 5udlk nfst 3laina, i acted like she wasn't even here. A3rif eni etha 36etha wajh btkabr el salfa w etha 6nshtaha she'll get over it.

-

everyone was staring at us because we were so into watching our all time favorite cartoon, which is نينجا كابامارو

yeah i know we're such weirdos. this is what we usually do when we get bored, go to Starbucks and watch the most random cartoons\shows ever.

After watching 5 episodes, we got a bit bored of it so Ziyadh turned off his laptop.

"btjen l zawaj aljazi?" he asked
"uhm mu marrah mt2kda"
"leeh?"
"3ndi e5tbarat el esbou3 el jay w eli b3dah!"
"walla malik da3i t3ali"
"ziyad t3rf eni musta7eel as7ab 3ala e5tbarati!"
"eeh bkaifk"

So Aljazi is our cousin, she's getting married in a week and Ziyad wants me to fly back to Riyadh and go to her wedding, which that i don't mind at all it's just that i've got alot of midterms to study for, aaand i don't feel like seeing my other cousins to be honest.

Ziyad grabbed his car keys and phone in one hand, and the laptop in the other.

"btrj3een 3ndi el bait wla aw9lk baitkum?"

He was a little upset. i can tell! i know him more than i know myself, and i felt a bit bad.

"la shakli barja3 baitkum and maybe i'll sleepover too"
"ya leel el nashba"
"5alaa9 barja3 baiti w ba5ith taxi ba3ad"

Ziyadh laughed and kissed my forehead
 "amza7 walla 7yak allah"

-

anoud has just left and I was so sleepy, but first I took a shower and wore a boxer and a tank top, those are my pjs! And when I was about to go to bed i got a text from Anoud.

"madawi!"
"hala?"
"ed ybi rgmk a36eh wla la?"
"haw wsh ybi?"
"mdri 3nh bs e5l9i l63t el walad"

wsh feh t7mas tha! And what the hell is wrong with Anoud....