I am going to write you a story. It's about love, family, hope, fighting where you believe in, crime, friends, faith, feelings and a true but forbidden love. The two main charaters are: Samira who is seventeen years old. Just started studying marketing. Never ever was serious with a boy. Her dad is lebanese and her mom is dutch, they are always overanxious about her. She is muslim and a typical good girl. The baddest thing she ever did was skipping class or go with her best friend Yasmin to meet some boy yasmin liked. Samira got attention from boys but she always friendzoned them because boys are drama and btw she isn't even allowed to have a boyfriend. If she likes a boy she needs to get engaged and she first wanted to finish her school before she would do something like that. And mabye she didn't want to have a boyfriend because around this age the only thing that boys do is break hearts. Samira didn't want to be the girl that cries about a boy that breaks her heart. Because Samira knew if she opened her heart she would fall. Deep. Then there is Ali. Nineteen years old. Half egyptian, half dutch. His dad was a muslim but lost his way in Holland and died when Ali was younger because of drugs. He never met his dad. His mom is dutch and doesn't even care what he does it is his life. It is his own choice how to live it, she told him. He finished his school and graduated as cook. Just because he had to get a diploma. But Ali doesn't want to work he will make his money in a different way. Because his mom drunk alcohol when she was pregnant from him (but didn't knew this) Ali can't concentrate very good say the docters and Ali plays allong because the he gets a lot of money from the gouverment and this way he won't have to work. Ali go's out, drinks alcohol, has a gambling problem, people call him a drugsdealer and a player. These two people who have nothing in common live in a village in north Holland named Stadskanaal. This is there story. A true love story.