Andalus's POV
Today is Sunday and tomorrow is Monday and this means that today is my engagement day and tomorrow is the first day of Islam Awareness Week and this fact means that my speech is going to be read in front of Hilal.
"Andalus, Andaluuuuuus" My mom called me from her room. "I'm awake mom", I said while my face was hidden under my pillows. "I'm awake," I repeated and it seemed to me that she didn't hear me, obviously she didn't.
My face was under like four pillows.
With a sigh I slowly shifted myself and sat, looking directly at the mirror in front of me. What on earth made Hilal choose me? What does he like about me? I wondered.
All of a sudden I remembered Walid's words "Sympathetic, ugly, and sick" and I felt a tear tickle down. I swallowed and looked at myself again in the mirror.
I wish I could talk to it and ask it questions like: Mirror mirror on the wall, tell me why did Hilal choose me instead of them all? And it would answer: Because you're beautiful after all.
Even if it answers me that answer I won't believe it. I'm not beautiful after all. Youssra is way more beautiful than me, I've seen her pictures and her smile was just so perfect. I'm glad that you don't talk, mirror.
With another sigh I let my legs fell to the ground, making the white furry rag tickle my feet. I stood up slowly and balanced myself and slowly started walking. First step, second step, third step, forth step and then fell on the ground.
"Mooom" I called in a high pitched voice.
I heard my mother's steps running towards my room "what's wrong?" she asked while running "oh, the doctor told you to not walk for 2 weeks, remember?" my mother said sternly while I sat next to my door.
I held my mother's right arm and sat on my wheelchair. "I'm sorry. Good morning mom." I said disappointed and then took her soft hands and kissed them.
My mom sighed "Good morning" she then said and kissed my forehead "Get ready we've got an interesting day today" she continued in a playful tone.
"Eh, mom it's nine in the morning. It's still too early" I said yawning.
"You've got to go to the bathroom then eat your breakfast after that you've got to do your hair and do your make up. Further more you've got to eat your lunch and then wear your Takchita and finally we've got to go to Iman's house." my mother said excitedly.
My mother wanted to bring a makeup artist to do my make up and a hairdresser to do my hair, she said that she only have one daughter and she wants to make it pretty special. But I told her to keep it all till my wedding day. Make up artists and hairdressers make me feel worried and anxious when they start talking, you know.
"Thank you for this short speech which made me tense more than I was" I said.
"All of us have been through this dear" my mom said holding my face "just relax and inshallah everything will pass by perfectly. Just enjoy it because it's one of the best days of your life" my mother continued.
"Okay mom but please don't freak me out with those short speeches again" I said and then my mother laughed.
I went to the bathroom and after that had my breakfast in my bedroom. The past two days I had my breakfast, lunch and dinner in my bedroom because I was working on my speech and the short movie I didn't even have the time to talk to my family
I shut my eyes and took a deep breath as soon as I finished my breakfast and opened them again, facing the mirror for the second time.
What does he like about me? The same question echoed in my ears.
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Moon and Stars
Romansa" I can't look at the stars they make me wonder where you are I won't look at the stars they'll hurt me, when you are so far " I said to myself. Her name is Andalus and she lives in San Francisco. Her star's name is Hilal and he lives in Sidney. She...
