All Because of a Trip

Chapter Seven- New People New Friends?!

I woke up to the light coming out from the window, lying in my onesie on my belly on the edge of my neatly made bed. Was I drunk?

I noticed gum hanging from my mouth. Oh ya, I had a big crazy sundae- did I even brush my teeth?! Eh.

I got up and strolled to the bathroom, still trying to get used to the morning light.

Whilst in the bathroom, I had a little meeting the the toilet, brushed my teeth very very thoroughly, since there was a lot of candy pieces stuck to my teeth and I had a nice warm shower which all ended up to the time 14:29.

After cleaning up, I got into an outfit which was a white sweater, dark blue jeans and some flats also with some owl earrings and a feathered necklace.

A little while later after having breakfast (muffinnnnnnnsssss), I decided I would like to go out and explore a little. Plus I need to buy presents for my parents. Better soon then later forgetting.

So I threw on my leopard print coat and my pale green scarf, grabbed my handbag and was ready to go!

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I walked through the streets of Dubai; my eyes exploring the tall modern buildings and the pale blue sky. I was amazed by the beautiness of Dubai and it's landscape.

Wow, it must be rush hour, seeing lots of people rushing about and pushing into me.

*Oof!*

"Oye! Mira dónde vas!" Shouted a bald man who sounded Spanish? He was basically shooting through the streets, literally he was going really fast!

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I was really getting irritated by how rude people can be, pushing other people without apologising, and they are adults! They should know better. Don't they learn any manners?! I sound like a mother.

I sighed, as I realised I had received a headache from the previous pusher who was really grumpy and moody.

All I had wanted was a hot drink so as soon as I spotted the nearest cafe on the opposite side of the street, I quickly crossed the streets, not aware of any moving vehicles that might hit me which might of made me bled and die forever and be like 'Oh well, FML anyways!'

As soon as I crossed the street, I only had a few metres to survive without any pushes from moody people.

Yes... Nearly there.... Surviving....

And..

*Oof!* *Oof!*

"Ouch! Another pusher!"

"Ugh! Now my head hurts!"

Okay, now I'm furious. *Uh-Oh, here comes trouble..*

"Okay, this. IS. IT! I am sick and tired of people pushing through the streets and blocking my wa-"

My mouth automatically stopped talking and shut it's mouth as soon as my eyes laid on two girls in pain who looked the same age as me.

"Oh, um sorry... I've been pushed a lot recently and got a bit irritated." Said the sudden words that came out of my mouth.

One of the girls smiled and spoke up.

"Aha, sorry too. We have as well been pushed as well. U-um.. I'm Ruqs, and this is Hana. Hana, say Hi!"

Wow, this girl was really nice AND she spoke fluent English in a British accent. She's probably from England as well!

She had dark brown hair in a high ponytail which was covered by a purple scarf and reached up to her shoulders. She had brown skin and deep brown eyes and a kind smile.