chapter 3

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Adil's pov

Sir..your breakfast is ready!! Said maid zainab. Um ok I reply.

I put on my white long sleeve shirt and blue jeans, I comb my hair and style it with the help of gell I put on my white sinker grap my phone and bag, I head downstairs. I greet my mom and dad then my little sister Ibtisam.

So Adil how is school ?mom ask me, fine I reply.  I finished my breakfast and say my salam .I hop into my Audi r8 matte and drove to school.

Me and my family have move to another country ,so that is why i Change my school, we are rich and famous because my dad is a businessman and owns many companies , in 50 minutes I reach school.

The school is pretty boring because I don't have any friends and I don't wanna make one, all the girls in school keep staring,  yeah I know am handsome ,but am also silent.

I grap my phone and hop out of my car hiii" handsome said one girl. Um ..hi I said and walk away because I don't want any more filtering with me.

I grap my books and head for my first class. .    So Um you are Adil said the teacher. Yes I reply. OK ,then he start  the class and I just can't wait for the class to end because of this annoying girls that keep filtering.

Today is a very long day and I can't wait to see me on my bed.  I enter my car and start to drive, when my phone beeps. it was mom .

Mom:brother it's me Ibtisam.

ME: hey what are you doing with mom's phone?  And where is mom?

Ibti:i call to ask you when you are coming home because am bored, and yeah mom is in the kitchen.

Me:oh be there in 10

Ibti:ok bye.

Ibtisam is my only sister, I love her very much, I put my phone down and next I hear was boooooom...

Oh no it was my fault, I was not looking oh my ...I hit a Matt black BMW, I think is the latest, I can't see who the driver was because the windows are tinted...  I quickly  got out of my car to see if I have damage.
But to my surprise there was no damage the other driver came out and I was about to speak when I saw a girl. .whoa!! a girl driving this car she was wearing a white shirt and black straight skirt with black kimono  ,she was wearing white headscarf and white high heel wage she has big black eye ,she is fair but not that fair she has full lips and was putting hot red lipstick she have long eyelashes .

Oh man did, I Adil Omar check her out no way!!!! She was beautiful no.. no you never fall for a girl I said to myself

oh my Allah what am I gonna do now  I hear her say.
Hey mister !! She said , but I didn't reply. I can see her face turning  red and I know she was angry.
Heeey!!she shouted are you gonna apologize or will you keep staring she said with anger.. Um sorry is just what I said ,whoa whoa great work Adil
Omar you just apologize to a girl, I never in my life apologize to someone if not my parents, even if I am at fault .

Whatt? She shouted just sorry look at my car ..God all this damage how am I
gonna get it fixed by tomorrow  she Said and glare at me she then huff and went back to her car and drive away.

What just happened I mean a girl just  shout at me. It was my fault. I went back to my car and drive home.

Ibtisam am home I yell .Adil go pray and clean up dinner is ready mom said.  OK I reply .

I pray and clean up, I change my clothe to my pj .

So how school mom asked? Fine I reply , so brother do you have a new girlfriend? Ask Ibtisam,

What !!! I almost chocked on my drink, yeah I know my brother is handsome , so I know you are going to have a new girlfriend.

Hey Ibtisam live your brother alone mom said,  and we continue to eat in silence.

Brother why are you smiling? said Ibtisam. What **nothing I say and got up and head to my room because I don't want ibtisam to ask another question

I was climbing the stairs when I hear Ibtisam say. ....  Adillll is in love!!

I hear that and I am not in love I said. Oh god Ibtisam know me very well. .       No way!!!!!!!! Am not in love I said to myself and lay on my bed, I close my eyes only to see what her name,  I close my eyes and drift to sleep.

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