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I jumped out of bed with a big smile on my face. Today was the national day celebration in our school. I wore a long colorful cheetah printed Jalabiya. I had my hair in fresh curls, and blue eyeliner on to define my colored eyes. Cotton candy colored lipstick to match my pink nails. I sprayed myself with mystic oud from head to toe, and it left a trace everywhere i walked. I wore Gina slippers which sparkled from miles away. I made sure i looked perfect then left my house to meet Shamsa and Hamda at school. My phone rings and the name Shamsa appears on the screen, "Hello" i replied with excitement. "I reached school, where are you?" she said. "I'm 2 minutes away, can't wait!" i stated with joy. As soon as i reached school, i met up with Shamsa and she looked gorgeous. She was wearing a long black Abaya which was tight on the waist line to define her curvy shape. She had dark black kohl drawn on her eyes, red lipstick, and rosy cheeks. With her hair half showing and the rest covered with the sheila, she looked beautiful. YSL nude heels with a matching nude Prada purse was added to her dazzling Abaya. We kissed three times on one cheek, which is a traditional local way to greet females. Moments later Hamda ran towards us, wearing a black Abaya covered with lace imprinted designs. She wore shiny black Louboutins with a matching LV purse. She looked fabulous and super trendy. She had a hint of brown smokey eyeshadow on her lids, nude lipgloss, and wore a matching black sheila also covered with lace. I can't deny that we were going to be the day's gossip. After we all checked each other's appearances we had to go to class and show ourselves.

Walking through the school's campus, everyone's eyes seemed to be in our direction. You'd notice everyone whispering in other's ears and denying it with a smile. We didn't give a damn about what people thought, we wanted to have fun. The school was covered with decorations. UAE flags all over the poles, confetti on the ground, a tent in the center of the campus with two henna ladies sitting inside. Pictures of the highnesses all over the school, local music blasting through the massive speakers near the stage, and dancers practicing their parts. The bell rang for everyone to head to their classes but no one did because classes are usually cancelled in such events. We went to the canteen to check if all the foods were there. All types of salads, main dishes, deserts, and snacks were displayed in front of us but the Lgemaat, Machboos, and Threed weren't there. This only meant one thing, goum Khalaf still didn't come. We were praying to God that they would come, we didn't do all this for nothing. We didn't look this good for anyone. I was personally very irritated that Hamdan didn't come because he sent me a message on Facebook promising me that he would come, and he wasn't here yet.

It was recess and people were all over the place. Some were watching the dancers performing on stage, some were doing henna, some were eating, and some were just gossiping. Music was playing from artists like Rashid Al Majid, Hussein Al Jasmi, to Aitha Al Menhali. The dancers on stage were performing the cultural dance, which included guns. Tossing them between each other, and dancing along with them, it was amusing. We were just sitting on our bench waiting miserably for goum Khalaf to come. "Enough!" i snapped. "We have to have fun, even if they don't come" i continued. "Shamsa, he promised me he would come!" "God, i hate him!" "Such a bastard!" i yelled with anger. "Who's the bastard?" a voice behind me interrupted. A smile so wide and welcoming, eyes so big and angelic, lips so tender, and voice so melodic. Was this an angel that fell form the sky? "Hamdan, help me put the food in the canteen" Khalaf mentioned awakening me from my thoughts. Yes it was Hamdan, all the hate i felt for him had gone in a split second. We all went in the canteen to fix the food and put them in the food area on campus. The three were wearing Kandoras. Nayef was wearing a yellow Kandora with brown slippers, his face was cleanly shaved and he looked awake for the very first time. Khalaf was wearing a black Kandora with black Gucci slippers and had a neatly drawn beard. I couldn't help but notice how tight the Kandora was on his wide muscly back. Hamdan was wearing a white Kandora with black MBT sandals, a Hamdaniya on his head, and his special oud smell that conquered his presence. God they were perfect.

After recess, Nayef left home and Hamda went to class. Shamsa and i sat on a bench on campus, and just talked. Khalaf and Hamdan were going down the stairs to join us on the bench. Hamdan sat next to Shamsa and faced me, Khalaf sat next to me but facing Shamsa. Could this day get any better? Hamdan was staring at me and it was so awkward. The way he stared always made me blush and feel a swirl in my tummy. "You look staggering" he said with a smile. "Hamdan, do you even know what that means?" Khalaf interrupted. "Hahahha no i don't, but i heard it on TV once and thought i should say it" Hamdan said while laughing. What a cutie i thought. "I meant you look beautiful, and i love the blue you put on your eyes" he said. "Thank you" i said shyly. "Well someone's looking beautiful today" Khalaf said while glimpsing at Shamsa. She giggled shyly and covered her face to hide her pink face. "God, i adore this girl" he added. "Calm down, you're turning the girl red" Hamdan mentioned. This was truly a perfect day. "Layla i promised you i would come today, and i did even though i really wanted to sleep" Hamdan said slyly. "Why would i want to sleep and dream of you, when i can see you in person" he added. "Awww!" Shamsa spilled. Today was truly a day i will never forget.