Chapter Nine

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It was finally Thursday! Saif and I weren’t our usual selves and people were beginning to notice. Our conversations in school were very awkward and I know Saif wasn’t doing it on purpose but it was still awkward. Every time an awkward conversation between me and Saif would end; Reem would give me sympathetic looks. I noticed that Reem and Faisal were hanging out a lot more than before, but every time I would ask her she would say "laa wallah nothing's going on between us, you already have so much on your mind! Don’t worry about me!" and she'd give me a huge smile and hug afterwards.

Layal and I had to go to Fatimah's house today. Yippie. Her sister Sarah was back from Scotland, where she was studying in university in. They were celebrating her graduation and return to Bahrain. Layal said she'd come over so we could get ready together. She was still pretty upset about the whole fight with Yousif thing, but honestly I couldn’t care less about Yousif. I had to make Layal look extra beautiful today, ena 7ara fe chabd Yousif, you know?

I decided I was gonna wear a dark green, kind of turquoise, silk maxi skirt with a white beaded top that was short sleeved. I wore black heels with it and had nude lipstick on. I had my hair down and it was in its natural, wavy state with a gold hippie headband. I have to admit, I looked pretty darn nice. Layal wore a pink maxi dress that was printed with different colors. She wore a black blazer on top with black heels and a black hijab. She has simple make up on, like me, black mascara, winged eyeliner and pale, pink lips. We got our purses, my usual chanel shoulder bag and her Louis Vuitton speedy bandouliere 30 purse and ran downstairs. "Yah! Yah! Sh'hal zain? Banaty wayd 7lween mashallah allah y7af'9kum!" My mom said, once we were downstairs. Me and Layal smiled and I said "Shkran mama" Layal followed with "Shukran 5alty".

Me, Layal, mama, baba and the twins arrived at Fatimah's house at 7:00 PM sharp. Fatimah greeted us at the door and gave me and Layal fake smiles. Yousif's jaw dropped when he saw us. Especially when he saw how hot Layal looked. I gave Layal a "making Yousif jealous: check" look. Fatimah was pretty jealous when she saw the way Yousif was looking at us. Fatimah has always been jealous of the way we dressed. It's not that she doesn’t dress well; it's just that her sister wasn’t around to teach her how to dress and her mother was very closed minded when it came to fashion. Layal and I were blessed with mothers that were open to different types of fashion and encouraged us to try different things.

Layal and I went and said hi to everyone. We gave Sarah a huge hug and small talked for a while. Sarah was so much better than Fatimah. She used to love playing with us when we were children and she would always take us out for ice cream. God, I missed her. "7abaybi Yaso w Layoola, roo7w my room fog." Fatimah said, interrupting our conversation with Sarah. "Yaso w Layoola? Na3am?" Layal said with a laugh. I was laughing so hard too. "Bs roo7o fog uf." Fatimah said, giving us an annoyed look. We gave Sarah a huge hug again and went upstairs. Great, Yousif was there. Fatimah came upstairs and started rambling about random things.

Fatimah: Shfehum el three musketeers maysolfoon?

Yasmeen: and who made it your job to interfere?

Fatimah: weeh a39abch! Bs knt as2al!

Layal: Lats2leen please.

Fatimah: inzain Yousif Shlonk?? You look really good today!!

Yousif: umm, zain.. *not taking his eyes off Layal*

Layal was so uncomfortable. She was breaking my heart. Fatimah's mom called her to help with the guests and Layal jumped up and left to help her. Fatimah gave her a "why do you wanna help me look?" bs Layal just ran down to help.

Yousif: Yasmeen what I told Layal was between me and her. I never wanted you to read the conversation.

Yasmeen: laa wallah? Good for you.

Yousif: Yasmeen please. This isn’t just affecting our relationship, its affecting my relationship with Layal!

Yasmeen: well, that’s too bad for you.

Yousif: Uff Yasmeen! Why are you doing this?!

Yasmeen: Doing what?

Yousif: Ell7achy ma3ach fa'9y!

Yasmeen: I was thinking the exact same thing about you. Bye.

I left the room feeling empowered. Getting on Yousif's nerves was very entertaining. A sudden flashback hit me and made me feel bad.

-FLASHBACK-

"hahahaha Yousif 3a9ab!" I giggled to Layal.

"Hahahaha baiih shakla bynfjr!" Layal giggled back.

"uuurrrrrrrgh! BATHBA7KUM!!!" a very angry Yousif said, dripping wet from the water we spilled on him.

He ran after us spilling water all over our pink dresses!

"Yousif you're so funny when you're angry! We're sorry! Let's not fight ever again okay?" Layal said, holding her stomach from all the laughter.

"Deal! Super secret handshake time?" Yousif said, grinning and showing us the gap because he was missing his two front teeth.

"SUPER SECRET HANDSHAKE TIME!" Layal and I screamed.

We laid on the hot grass that afternoon, waiting for our clothes to dry and hoping the day would never end.

"Well that was back when we were eight" I thought to myself. Deep down inside, I still loved Yousif. He was still like my big brother. But he couldn’t keep talking about me behind my back and think I'd be okay with it. I would never do that to him and he knows that. I always idolized Yousif and thought of him being so perfect because of how he treated me and Layal our whole lives. Well he just jumped right off that pedestal.

I went downstairs and told Layal what happened. She didn’t approve of the way I was spoke to Yousif. She said it was 3aib. Layal has always been motherly with me; even though she's only a year older. Yousif came down after us and wanted to sit next to us. We just left and went and sat at the dinner table because dinner was being served. Fatimah sat a bit far from us and reserved a seat for Yousif right next to her.

While all of this was happening, even the fight with Yousif, I couldn't help but think about Saif. I checked my phone under the table to see if I had any BBMs. A couple of broadcasts, a bbm from Reem asking me how the parties going and, oddly, a BBM from Faisal.

*BBM conversation with Faisal*
Faisal –R<3: Hey Yasi agoolch shfeh Saifo mt'3ayr? :/
Yasmeen: Honestly, something happened… You can ask him :(
Yasmeen: R<3?

Faisal: beeh okay, bas2la :/

Faisal: -.- Reem dared me!

Yasmeen: yeah… she dared you ;)! LOL you guys are so weird!

Faisal: shhh :$

*BBM conversation with Reem*

Reem –F:D: hey love! Sha5bar el 7afla? =))

Yasmeen: ble5.

Yasmeen: F:D?

Reem: Faisal dared me!

Yasmeen: yes, yes, thanynkum tg9oon 3lay:(!

Reem: chub Yasi :(! Love you O:)!

Yasmeen: Love you too! -.-

I stopped BBMing because Layal was hitting my shoulder, indicating what I was doing was rude. I love when Layal does that, without her I'd seriously be lost! We finished our dinner and I told Layal I was sleeping over. We left for her place around 11:30 and got there by 11:45.

"Layal?" I said, coming out of the bathroom, changed in to my pajamas.

"hmm?" Layal replied, occupied with her iPad.

"Layal I can't stop thinking about Saif!" I blurted out.

"Aww Yasmeen!" Layal said, giving me a hug.

"Tra I can't stop thinking about Yousif…" Layal blurted out.

"Layal talk to him! Wallah you guys shouldn't be fighting because of me!" I reassured Layal.
"Laa… laa I can't… madry… I want to…" Layal said, kind of talking to herself.

I took Layal's phone and opened a conversation with Yousif.

Layal: Yousif, maby what happened baynk w bayn Yasmeen e5arb bayna… tomorrow we have to talk fe bait mama 3ouda.

We slept at 12 because honestly, we were so exhausted. We woke up the next day, got dressed and went to my grandmother's house. I wore a navy blue Juicy tracksuit with a plain, black tank top. I wore plastic off white flats with crystals on top and a dash of lip gloss. My hair was in a high ponytail. Layal wore a plain, black maxi skirt a long sleeved, flowy, white top with a bunch of necklaces and cheetah printed flats.

When we arrived, Layal and I went w salmna 3l kel. We kissed our grandmother's forehead and ran up to the living room, as usual. Layal and Yousif were talking inside and I was guarding the door.

-LAYAL'S POV-

I was shaking in my seat. I couldn’t stop fiddling with my necklaces.

"shfeech nervous?" Yousif said with a smirk.

"Chub Yousif!" I said, hinting a grin.

"We're okay?" Yousif asked, lifting up my head.

"We're okay" I said giving him a grin.

-BACK TO YASMEEN'S POV-

Once I heard giggling, I found that as a cue to go inside. Once I saw how Layal and Yousif were giggling, my heart ached for Saif. And oh my god. He was meeting his family today! I needed to talk to him. I needed to tell him what I decided about salfat the GF/BF thing.

*BBM conversation with Saif*

Yasmeen: Hey Saif… I made up my mind about the whole being your girlfriend…

Yasmeen: my answer is…