Cursed With Beauty (1)

It was midsummer, the time where all the pool parties and events already happened, most people were on their holiday trips, and summer began to become a bore.We finally settled in the new house, and we haven't traveled  because mother was a month away of  giving birth to a baby boy.

I woke up to the smell of oud and henna, it was dawn. My grandmother Hamdah wanted to me get up and pray.

"athan my darling, get up and pray." my grandmother said with the most gentle voice and patted my back twice to make sure I was up. I got up, prayed, then jumped into my warm bed.

I pulled out my phone, opened twitter, and went through my timeline. I received a mention from someone I did not know. It was nothing surprising, but what disturbed me was the times this person insisted on replying to me. I came up with the conclusion that he must've been new to twitter, but just to make sure I sent his username to Joojoo.

Joojoo was one of my bestfriends, her calmness and ability to keep a secret made her very popular through out the school, she knows too much about everyone, but even though we tried, she never spoke about others. She remained calm and quiet always.

I put my phone away, and fell asleep. The loud sound of the alarm woke me up at 9 a.m. Though it was summer, waking up at 10 was like waking up at 1 in the afternoon to grandmother.

I jumped out, and immediately checked my phone.

Joojoo's reply:

"His name's Saif, he attends our school and is going to 11th grade. Good marks, fluent english. a bit of a trouble maker, be careful. It's been said that he usually gets what he wants one way or another."

I got that he followed me for recognizing we attended the same school, but what I didn't understand was, what was he up to?