Girl Du`jour (Pt.6)

It was Sunday morning and Amna woke up to the harsh sound of her phone.
"Uff, who is it now?" She thought to herself. It was her usual morning wake-up call, Al Dana.

"Ellooooo?" Amna's voice cracked.
"9ba7 el 5air 7abeebti, yallah goomay!" Al Dana bellowed, just as Amna looked at her clock to see what time it was.
"DANOO! It's 5:00, I never wake up this early and neither do you!"

Al Dana, the unpredictable. They met in Grade 6, and from that moment they were joined by the hip. They were definitely the closest out of the whole group. Al Dana was loud, loving, and too caring for words! The funnest one out of them all, she was always the one who woke Amna up in the morning telling her to get ready for their outings, the one who made Amna carefree by making her laugh when she was down. Everyone loved Al Dana, because she loved everyone back. Her personality was a perfect fit to how she looked like. She had soft features, cherry red cheeks, a defined nose and sad, down turned, light brown eyes. She hardly wore make-up, because she always had a natural glow to her. Guys adored her jovial personality and her crazy self. Al Dana was ALWAYS hyper. She was the last one to sleep, and the first one to wake up. She would always laugh hysterically with no care for the world. The only problem was that she never really knew how to give helpful advice about relationships or anything like that, although she was the first person Amna would spill her guts to about any guy. Al Dana had a relationship of her own, she was dating Amna's cousin, A7med. They've been together for about two years and it just so turns out that A7med is best buds with 3li, who's friends with 5aled, who all hang out at the same majlas. What a small world.

Amna still pissed off at Al Dana for waking her up so early, got up and got ready for school. With Al Dana still talking to her on the phone , she drew her jetblack, liquid eyeliner defining the shape of her eyes, curled her lashes with some mascara, enriched her cheekbones with light pink blush, and glossed her lips with a natural shade of pink. She wore her grey, cashmere sweater to keep her warm for December's breeze, with dark blue 7 For All Mankind skinnies, and her teal blue Cavalli flats. She clipped her earrings on, and wore her blue Hermes bracelet that matched perfectly with the shade of her flats. She walked downstairs to relax and have her morning coffee. By now she had already shut the phone from Al Dana. She poured the smoking hot liquid into her Starbucks mug. She stirred it with the metallic spoon and just listened to the high pitched noises as it hit each side of the mug. Her phone vibrated just as she was going to take her first sip. A message from 5aled ..

"9ba7 el 5air ya shei5a :) Have a good day fil jam3a. If you want to meet up in Starbucks after class, call me. Tc xx"
She smiled. Amna adored his charm, she thought he was so "cute". She picked her up blackberry and messaged him back, "9ba7 el noor, you too have a good day. If I go, I'll be sure to call you. Bye xx"
Amna grabbed her oversized, messenger Bottega bag and the matching wallet. She sheilded her hazel eyes with her black wayfarers, put on her 3abaya, grabbed the keys to her brother's Cayenne S and left to school. Half way there, Amna called Al Dana.

"Halla fdaitech! Danooo, 5aled is so cute, he always messages me in the morning!"
"Aaww Amoon, a7is he's the perfect guy, well .. other than A7med. Bs, what about 7amad? Didn't he say he would call you?"
"U55, don't remind me. Ee, he said he would, but he never did and I hope he never will. Whatever, I'm going to forget about him, just thinking about him makes me depressed." Amna sighed.
"Hmm, that's weird. He made it seem like it was urgent .." Al Dana confused,
"Yeah I know, bs whatever it doesn't matter. Inzain, wainech?" She quickly changed the subject.
"Tawni wa9la Georgetown .."
"Ok I'll see you in a bit, bye 7ayati!" Amna pressed the red button with her thumb.
She got out the car, spotted Al Dana's BMW and walked over to her. They prattled all the way to class about how cute 5aled was, and how much Amna and him had in common. While the professor lectured the bored, sleepy students, Amna tried to pay attention, but all she could think about was 5aled. She was unsure if she just wanted to be friends, or if she had mixed feelings for him.

"Cut it out!" She whispered to herself. Al Dana sitting behind her, overheard Amna talking to herself.
"Amoon, ishfeech? Inti 9a7ya wela?" She asked playfully.
"Hehe, yes I'm 9a7ya. Just daydreaming, that's all."

After two hours of class, which seemed like 2 years, Amna called up 5aled to tell him she was going to Starbucks. He told her he would meet her up in 10 minutes.
After Amna had ordered, she went over to pick up her Caramel Frap, Al Dana called her to tell her she was going to go home. Just as Amna was turning around she noticed 5aled walking over to her.

"Hey," "Hey! How are you?" He asked ..
"B5air allah ysalmek, and you?" "B5air damich b5air" He smiled. They sat down and 5aled ordered his coffee.

"You look beautiful btw .."
"Thanks :$" Amna blushed, "No really, don't get me wrong. Mashallah 3laich you're stunning."
That's it, Amna couldn't help it. He was so endearing and quaint. She loved his unnecassary comments about how she looked. They resumed on their conversations about college, and random things. Every once in a while she would notice 5aled would stop listening and would stare at her for about 2 minutes. When she smiled, he would smile too.

"Amna, I have to tell you someth-" Her phoned buzzed. "Oh my god, sorry 5alood I gotta' go. My mum needs me, bs I'll call you later okay?"
"3ala ra7tich, see you later Amoon .. bye." They said their goodbye's and Amna left in a hurry.

Amna arrived home safely, and found a new text message from Al Dana.
"A7med and I got into a fight, and this really sucks. I need a shoulder to cry on Amoon, don't leave me alone!"
She called her up straight away, and invited her over to watch some Gossip Girl, and act totally depressed shoving ice scream into their mouths. Too tired to drive, Al Dana's driver dropped her off at Amna's. They spent hours with their eyes fixed to the t.v. screen. Every ten minutes Amna would pause Gossip Girl to catch Al Dana crying with her head buried into her pillow. She would tell her everything was okay, and stroked her curly hair continuously until Al Dana fell asleep. Amna silenced her phone so it wouldn't ring ever so loudly and disturb Al Dana. Minutes later her phone flashed on and off, 5aled was calling.

"Halla 5alood, I'm soooo so so so sorry I left today. Bs, my mum needed me .." Amna apologized.
"Amoona don't be sorry. Ishda3wa, wallah 3ade."
"Inzain, what were you going to tell me? You said you needed to talk about something." She asked in anxiety. "Oh yeah, um. Amna, you're an amazing girl you really are. And in the past two days I have really gotten to know you, and honestly wala mara fe 7ayati did I meet someone like you. I don't how to begin to express how I feel for you ..." Amna's wide smile nearly ripped her face in half.