Beirut,Lebanon
Fatimah pov
"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. We've landed safely at Beirut-Rafic Hariri international airport. Please remain seated with loop your seatbelt fastened until the plane comes to a complete stop. We appreciate your cooperation and hope you had a great flight. Thank you for choosing Beirut-Rafic Hariri international airport. We hope to see you soon".The pilot finally ended his long speech. We go of the plane and headed towards the exit, we stoped a taxi and boarded it. Dad told the driver the address and the driver started driving. It was a thirty minutes drive, when we finally arrived I stretched my body. I looked around the neighborhood It was so beautiful and serene. We entered the house. I looked around it was so beautiful the aesthetic was nice. I left the living room to go check out the house. It has four bedrooms, a living room and a big kitchen and the dining was attached to the living room.
"Timah!" I heard my mom calling.
"Yes"
I left the kitchen to go meet mom in the living room. I entered the living room and saw everyone seated. I sat on the chair opposite Ali.
"The room first room by the left is yours, timah while the one on the right is for Ali." Mom said.
"Ok, mom am so famished and tiered." I said to mom.
"I ordered food it will be delivered anytime soon." dad said while smiling.
"Dad you the best that why I love you so much." I said. My mom glared at me.
"You mean you love your dad better than me?!" my mom said in a whiny voice.
We all laughed.
"Mom what did I tell you. Timah can turn her back on you just for food." Ali said laughing.
Mom put her hand over her chest dramatically acting as if the was hurt.
"Ooh Mom, you know I can never do that." i said hugging her and laughing at the same time. Mom can be over dramatic sometimes.
We heard a knock on the door.
"I will go get it." mom said.
I was so excited that I was finally gonna be filling my stomach. I ran to the kitchen and came back with plate and cutlery. Then I set them on the center table.
Mom came back with the take out and kept it on the table. She opened the take out one after the other the first one was a shawarma, kafta (grilled meatballs), kibbeh, short cake and arak (anise-flavored sprite). We started eating. I know everyone was hungry so the place was quiet.
When we were finally done mom and I did the dishes and went back to the living room."Tomorrow you will be starting school." dad said
"Ya rab, dad we didn't even get to rest and your talking about school." My brother complained.
"I don't want you to miss out on your studies and you know me better than anyone." dad said.
"Ok dad we are going to bed now good night." I said with a tight smile and pulled Ali out of the living.
"What was that for?" Ali said.
"Nothing" I said shrugging and entered my room.
There was a bed in the middle of the room, some of my pictures placed on the walls, there was a walk in closet, dressing mirror,
a bookshelf and study table.
I admired my new room it was so beautiful and everything was purple and white. Mom knows me well . I entered the bathroom and freshen up, when i was done I settled for a white pj.
I lied down on the bed and suddenly remember I haven't been in touch with Rachel. I cared my phone to FaceTime her. She finally answered.
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Nevertheless
Storie d'amoreThis is a story of an Arab girl Fatimah Aqeel who moved to a new school in Lebanon. She gets admission into the school for the rich. What happens when the two most famous student and richest students fall for her? Join me in the journey of Fatimah a...