Cursed With Beauty (12)

I got up and walked towards him, waving with a huuuge smile on my face.

Me: esalam 3alaikm!

I tryed to act mature, I failed.

S3eed: umm.. Wa 3alaikm esalam.. How are you Amool? El7mdllah 3alah Salamat 5alo..

Me: I'm doing well el7mdllah! Allah ysalmk, came to visit her?

S3eed: Umm.. Yeah, I was supposed to be visiting with Salma, I don't know where she went though..

So S3eed is 3amy Rashed's son, he's also my childhood friend. We were really close, I always hung out at their house, we've grown up and slowly drifted  apart I guess.

Crazy part? He attended the same school I did, I don't know how it was even possible! Salma is his sister. Though she's just a year younger, I never really was "THAT" close to her.. Not after the incident..

Hmm.. 3amy Rashed is a policeman I guess chee of the higher ranks.. He solved multiple crimes! Every time he appeared on the newspaper, we'd stick it in a scrapbook I made.
3amy Rashed is super funny, never serious! I always thought it was serious enough at work, why bother being the same at home.. Right?

Me: Umm, I'll show you the way..

S3eed: yeah, Ok..

He was really laid back, but his short answers hinted shyness. He made me feel awkward.

As I walked, the guy behind the coffee shop's counter called out

"Ma'am you forgot your order!!"

Me: ooh, thank you!

S3eed:

The moment I saw her I froze, she's grown! No more running after the chicken in the front yard with Amal.. She was still her lively self, a box of locked up energy.. She looked different, but her childlike smile, enthusiasm was still there.

When she started talking, something went wrong.. I forgot how to talk.. I was stumbling over words, and my mind stopped creating complete "Sense-making" sentences.

Where Salma has disappeared, I did not know., she got out of the car and just walked away! I called and BBMed her, but to no use. So I decided to go with Amal, thinking I might find her there anyways.

I walked behind her, staring at my shoes. I was actually remembering all those times we've spent together.
Bicycle rides on Wednesday nights at the park. Opening the chicken coop's door and chasing after them. We once decided we wanted pet ants, and we actually named them, having "Anty" being the most creative name.

As I looked at her, I wondered how we separated so much, how much that cute little kid has grown into a beautiful girl.