Let's go!

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Thirty minutes later, we arrive at this brownish house. We all clamber  out of the car.

We walk towards the house. I get a little bit nervous and my hands starts shaking for some odd reason. What the hell is wrong with me?

Ahmed is inches away, knocking on the door when a beautiful girl open appears. Mash'Allah, I look at Ahmed's expression and start laughing. Gosh only if I had took a picture of his face. It was priceless

They all turn their heads and look am me. What did I do?

"Amira. Behave," Dad warned, smiling at the pretty girl.

"Are you gonna stare at each other forever? Lower your gaze people!" I shake my head at them. They both look down and blush.

"Oh my Allah, my brother looks like a burning tomato!" I tease whilst stepping beside Ahmed and patting his back.

I. LOVE. EMBARRASSING. THIS. KID.

"U-Um sorry. Please, come in," The girl stutters as she lowers her gaze.

We stepped in the house and everyone's eyes laid on us.

They all sat on the couches. There was a woman sitting next to this man who I assumed was my dad's friend. And sat next to them was a young boy. He looked so familiar. It's like I've seen him somewhere. But I'm not entirely sure where I've him.

"Jasmine, can you bring tea for the guest darling?" The lady asks her daughter as she gives us a warm smile. 

"Do you need any help?" I offer.

"Um, sure. Why not?" She replies before walks to the kitchen with me following behind.

Jasmine. That's a nice name. Mash'Allah.

We enter the kitchen and I just stand there awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

"Can you bring the milk out for me?"

"Sure."

I take the milk out of the fridge and hand it over to Jasmine.

"Thanks. Oh and what's your name? Silly me, I didn't even ask. Sorry." She queries.

"I'm Amira," I hold out my hand for her to shake.

"Nice to meet you Amira," She shakes my hand with a smile.

Well, she seems nice. Hope she doesn't get stuck with my stupid brother.

She looks at me before looking past my shoulder. Confused, I look behind me and see my stupid brother. His gaze is on the floor while he scratches his head.

"U-uh. Where's the bathroom?" He looks up at Jasmine and then lowers his gaze.

"Do you have popcorn?" I ask Jasmine. I have an amused smile etched on my face as I watch their awkwardness.

Love at first sight.

"Yeah the pop-," She starts off but Ahmed cuts her off

"She's just playing with you," He grumbles, annoyed whilst dragging me away.

"What is wrong with you?" Ahmed moans.

"What did I do? I'm not the one that can't even ask a simple question without stuttering." I retort as I cross my arms.

"Drop it," He says as I walk back into the kitchen with Ahmed following.

"W-where's the b-bathroom?" He stares at her before drops his gaze.

"Idiot," I mumble to myself.

"Um.... just take a right then go straight," She gives him a weak smile before he leaves.

"He can't talk today; don't know why." I shrug and then wink at her. 

She blushes and hands me a tray to hold.

"Okay. Let's go," She starts walking back to the living room. 

I follow behind her, my mind on the new Mercedes. I was staring at the mugs like an idiot.

That's when I hear the mugs shatter in pieces. My head hits something large and hard. I look up and am shocked to see what- or who- it was.

"Mazin?" I ask, confused.

"Amira?" He replies.

"Ahmed!" My stupid brother yells.

How much more stupid can my brother get?!

Idiot.

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