Hey everyone! I edited my previous chapter and added this one as my previous one was in a really bad state....
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Chapter 3
I jump off the back of my aunts husband’s Suzuki, stumbling tragically as my legs wobble. I’m not sure if they are wobbling from the dancing I had done or from the fact that I’m about to face old friends or maybe now strangers. I took in a deep breath looking down at my now white knuckles. I look down at my clothes and subconsciously smooth down my top. I was wearing a white one shouldered top with silver stars spreading out from my shoulder and fading into nothing. On my other arm I had on few bangles white and silver. As I didn’t really know the bride or the groom I wore tight jeans underneath and white sandals. I took a deep breath and let go of the car waiting till my aunt, uncle and cousins rushed into my grandparents block and rushed up the stairs. I scowled. It seems like everyone is excited except me. I looked down the empty street and up at the balcony, scolding my self at the pace of my beating heart. Scared of being left behind and having to walk in by myself, I rushed to catch up with my aunt as she entered the block.
After three flights of stairs I looked at the remaining two steps leading into my grandparents’ house and took a deep breath. I pasted a smile on my face and walked through the door, the noise of people talking and laughing getting louder. As I raised my eyes, they locked with Deli’s who stood up smiling at me then at -Sarah. My smile faltered but I kept it there as I looked at Sarah while she whispered something into Deli’s ear. I hated her already. I looked at the long black waves that fell down her back and studied her features. She had light brown eyes and an average nose, she reminded me of a pixie being as tall as Deli. I guess I’m still the tallest, trying not to roll my eyes at the thought I jumped slightly as I came back to reality at the sound of my mum’s bubbly voice.
‘There you are, Rya’ I heard my mum say, I looked into the room locating my mum and gave her a tight smile, as I realised everyone in the room had turned to look. I located my uncle who had grown old and rushed to greet him.
‘RYA? OMG, you’ve grown into such a beautiful girl,’ my uncle said smiling and hugging me, ‘I cant believe this is you, Ranya come and have a look!’
I look round as I’m swept into a hug and hug the women that I guess is my uncles wife, I smile slightly embarrassed as she checks me out, her eyes slightly watering. ‘Oh Iman your girl is no longer a kid, she’s turned into a beauty.’
I blush, cursing my self; do I have to turn a shade of red at an innocent comment? I turn towards the door but I’m suddenly stopped by the feeling that I’m being watched. I blush even a deeper shade as I look at the faces sitting in my grandparents’ living room. Grandpa, Grandma, Sarah, Deli, Uncle, Uncles wife, Aunt, Aunts Husband, Mum, Nancy, Sam and... ? Wait why is this guy staring at me like that? I can feel the confusion on my face as he looks me in the eye and suddenly looks away raising his head slightly in arrogance. My heart beats harder as I glance at his face and suddenly I’m flooded in memories. I feel my face growing hotter and rush out the room before I make a spectacle of myself.
WOW. That can’t be who I think it is! But it has to BE, there is no other explanation... I’m sure he’s Ryan but Ryan never used to have wavy hair! His hair was straighter than mine! But on the other hand his features do link to those of the 10 year old Ryan I remember. But his features are so handsomely chiselled and so arrogant. And why was he glaring at me like that? I scowled inwardly as I collapsed on the sofa in the other room connecting to the balcony. I guess he’s just another person that hates me and I must say the feelings mutual.
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Teen FictionRya doesn't have the best social life at the age of 14 shes searching for her inner self and learning more about the world, she's full of pride can be arrogant but that is all a mask for her inner self. This year shes heading back to syria, and she...