Chapter 1 - Colorful Love

Hey guys,
THE NEW STORY HAS BEGAN!!!:D

IT’S CALLED COLORFUL LOVE AS YOU CAN SEE, Hahaha ;p

I really hope you enjoy this new story, I have been hours thinking about what to write. I would really appreciate it if i get your comments/feedbacks.

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This story is based on imagination, so 100% FICTION!!!

Main character:

Manal: Long wavy cinnamon hair, brown eyes, rosy cheeks, ruby red lips, long skinny eyelashes, thin, normal height, tanned skin color.

It was the night of my graduation. I was really nervous, my heart kept beating faster by the second and the atmosphere around me was getting tenser.

I was shaking, as usual, I normally shake. I have this problem with my hand, but tonight I was shaking even more.

At last, today is MY day. The day I have been waiting for, for 12 years.

I couldn't sleep all night, I was so nervous.

I feel so happy, it feels good to finally graduate, I feel proud of myself.
This day has come at last.

You know that good feeling that comes upon you when you do something good, how you feel proud of yourself and how you smile from ear to ear.

Confidence is being satisfied of who and what you are, risk a change, overcome the fear and win. Everyone is special in their own way, don't ever let anyone let you feel down. Be confident, act confident, feel confident, and you will get what you worked hard for. Successful people do what unsuccessful people don't dare. Shoot your goals high and go jump and reach for them, always remember YOU CAN AND YOU WILL, YOU CAN AND YOU WILL, YOU CAN MANAL AND YOU WILL!!! Follow your dream, and always remember, nothing is impossible, everything is possible...

I know i'm crazy, talking to myself, but who doesn't, eh?!:D

I was interrupted by a voice..

........: "Manal Al X......"

I heard someone call my name, I looked up to find the head standing, It was time to get my graduation certificate.

I got up and walked towards the head.

I could hear the sound of my heels stabbing the floor. I could even hear some people calling out my name, cheering. My hands still shaking and my heart beating faster. I had a big smile plastered on my face.

 

I stretched my hand out and shook hands with her, while taking my certificate with my other hand. I then walked back to my seat confidently.

The time went by....

Suddenly I heard someone scream out....

.........: "Congratulations Class of 2012!!!"

I held my graduation hat and threw it high up in the air. I was so happy, I had the biggest grin on my face, I felt good. Everyone did the same, everyone threw their hats in the air.

Just imagine that moment, imagine all the hats in the air, laughs and smiles shooting from everywhere, people clapping and people cheering.

What a lovely feeling.

It was the night of my life....

.......: "MANAL!!!"

I turned around to find my family standing....

Mum: "Mabrook 7abebtyy," She hugged me.

Dad: "Mabrook ya binti," He grinned.

Bader: "Mabrook Manool,"

Manal: "Allah ybarik feekom,"

I hugged them all

Bader: "Wallah w ti5arajtay yal ji3da," He almost screamed it out.

Manal: "Badoor ussshhhh, fashaltni, ana kibart ma y9eer itgooli ji3da,"

Bader: "Kafii, ana kafii, agool ily abii,"

Manal: "Ufffff, lat 5aleena afashlik el7een," I crossed my arms around my chest.

Bader: "3adi yallah, shno betgoolen ya3ne?!" He chuckled.

 

I was still shaking...

Bader: "Manal eedich bas eedich,"

Manal: "Shfeeha eedii?" I glared at him.

Bader: "Rif3ay eedich shawy,"

Manal: "Kaa shfeeha," I lifted my hand up, it was shaking non-stop.

Bader: "Shoofeha shlon tarjif, yal 3oya, kaaaaakkk," He laughed.

Manal: "Et3ayeb 3alay ha? Ana a3almik mashee,"

Bader: "Ma5af minich,"

Dad: "Yallah 3ad, baskom ehwash,"

Manal: “Yoba!” I pouted innocently.

Dad: “Shfeech?!"

Manal: “Rakan ma r7 yeyee?!” I asked.

Dad: “Huh? La2 7abebtyy, ma r7 yeyii, akeed bil dewaniya aw 3ind shi’3il,” He averted his eyes away.

Mum: “Shi’3il? Shno hal shi’3il ily ma yitajal? Ma gidar yeye youm ti5arij i5ta?” She spat her words out in disgust.

Dad: “Haya siktay, mo wagta hal kalam,” He whispered  to my mum, I over heard them.

Mum: “Inzain 5ala9 baskit, bs hatha el 9ij ba3ad,"

Bader: “Eeh Manool shrayich bachr enroo7 el mazra3a?" Bader tried changing the subject to cheer my up.

Manal: “9ij?! Etwadeeni??!!”

Bader: “Eeh, laish la, mo tabeen etshoofen hatha, Spit, Ship, Shish, madre shisma 5aylich," *5ayl = Horse*

Manal: "Heyyyy, esma Spirit, o eehh abyy ashoofa min zimaan ma re7t, min kither il derasa ma gidart aroo7, eehh eehh please,"

Bader: "5ala9 bacher ana awadeech, bs r7 ykoon fee a big list in front of your door tomorrow of what I want you to do for me, you have to earn it, mo hatha ily entay kila etgoolena!" He stated mockingly.

Manal: "Tara may tha7ik!" I shot him a death stare.

Dad: "Bs 9ada3taw rasii,"
Mum: "Eeh wallah, 9ar 3indi 9odaa3, yallah emshaw ebser3a, nabi enrid el bait 3ashan il 7afla,"
Manal: "Eeh yallah yoba yallah,"

I was the only girl and I was the youngest, I had two elder brothers, Rakan and Bader.

Bader is my older brother, he is older than me in 4 years. Bader and I spent most of our time together, we always tease each other and make fun of each other. But I love him, he is so kind and sweet and he always has a way to make me smile and laugh.

Rakan is my eldest brother, but I barely see him. He is out 24/7 and we barely talk. He is kind of weird and he has a bad temper. He yells a lot and is always not in the mood, when I see him he just stares at me and walks away. I feel bad that my eldest brother that should protect me is never around. All my childhood memories that were with him were awful. When we were young, if I didn't do what he wanted he would hit and scream and break and yell. He once trapped me in the freezer when I was 3 years old cause I refused to do what he wanted. I would always run to Bader since he would protect me from Rakan. I remember how Bader used to fight for me and take care of me when I was young, he used to always buy me sweets and chocolates and whatever I asked for. My mum and dad were busy with their own problems, I never knew what the problems were because I was too young to know. Whenever I saw Rakan I would get a pitch of fear in me, he would scare me, I never really loved him. Thank god we grew up and I got rid of my miserable childhood with him, all my childhood memories with Rakan were scary but my childhood memories with Bader would make me smile, and sometimes laugh. I remember how we would go to the shaleh and have a water balloon fight, it was really fun, he used to steal my balloons, and when the balloons finished we would be too lazy to go buy more so instead we use buckets. But I never remember playing with Rakan, Bader and I were crazy together, we would do the most adventurous things and then get into trouble. But I always put the blame on Bader when my mum asked and Bader would always take the blame not involving me. He was my buddy guard, my best friend, and my best brother.

Flashback...

 

We were at the shaleh and I was filling up my plastic bag with fireworks. I was actually stealing Bader's fireworks, I was a very naughty child when I was young, I loved doing adventures, it was my hobby.

I held the plastic bag that was filled with fireworks and ran to the kitchen. I was looking for matches, I wanted to light these fireworks.

I spotted the matches over the microwave, but I was too short and there was no way I was going to reach them without help.
 

Manal: "Ufffff now how am I ganna get those matches?" I complained in my childish voice.

I looked around the kitchen trying to think of a solution.

I spotted a chair near the door, 'LIGHT BULB MOMENT', I got an idea..

Manal: "You're a very clever child for these things you know Manal," I laughed evilly to myself in my childish voice.

I tried to push the wooden chair while holding the plastic bag, but the chair was too heavily. I put all my strength in it and pushed, laying my body against the wooden chair. My foot causing friction on the floor as I pushed using all my strength. Some of the fireworks fell to the floor as I pushed, but I ignored them and continued to push the chair.

Manal: "Yallah Manal, push push!!" I talked to myself in my childish voice.

 

There was no use.
 

Manal: "Agghhhhhhh, why am I not strong, this isn't fair," I complained in my childish tone as I stamped my foot against the concrete floor. My shoes suddenly beamed out red lights.

Suddnely someone called out my name.

........: "MANAL!!" His voice was familiar.

I was startled, I turned around to find Bader. As soon as my eyes laid on his I hide the plastic bag behind my back.

Bader looked at the ground to find a couple of fireworks.

Bader: "Shno hatha?!" He pointed to the fireworks that were under me.

I looked at the ground and kicked the firework pieces trying to hide them.

Bader: "You have been in my stuff, haven't you?!" He tried to sound angry but he wasn't, his childish voice washed his anger.

Manal: "Huh? U-umm la2," I mumbled the words out, while blinking unstoppably.

Bader: "You could of told me you know," He gave me a toothy smile.

Manal: "Told you what?!" I mumbled innocently as I continued to blink.

Bader: "You're up for an adventure, aren't you?! Naughty you, don't play stupid with me Manal, a3arfich tara," He tried to wink but it was a fail, Bader never knew how to wink and he still doesn't.

Manal: "Ughhhhh, how do you always catch me??! This isn't fair!!" I complained in my childish voice.

Bader: "Hahaha, I know you to well. It shows when you lie, you blink too fast, you could of invited me you know, and you should ask before stealing my stuff miss 'I know everything' !!"

Manal: "I'm sorry Bader!" I looked at the ground and tears streamed down.

Bader: "Stop crying you cry baby and move, let me move that chair, you can barely move a tissue box," He teased me.

Manal: "Who said? I can move the chair alone!" I tried to sound strong and serious with my childish tone.

Bader: "So should I go?!" He threatened.

Manal: "No, no!!" I yelled out the words in a rush.

Bader: "Hahaha, okay, now move!" He ordered.

I moved away so Bader could move the chair, and he did. He was stronger than me, I admit it.

Bader: "E7MMM E7MMM!!" He glared at me with a toothy smile.

Manal: "Fine, you did it, now stop showing off and move it, we don't wanna get caught,"

Bader: "Okay, stop ordering me miss 'I know everything'!"

Manal: "And you stop calling me that mr. 'show off'!!"

Back to the present...

We rode the car and went home, we were having a party.

The whole family and my friends were invited.

When we arrived home I ran up to my room and changed my clothes.

I wore a tight peach dress that showed off my curves perfectly along with white truffle heels.

I then applied simple makeup, I didn't like to over do it.

I then left my wavy long hair down and got my accessories sorted.

I was ready...

I opened the room door and walked down stairs, I saw Bader standing.

Manal: "7elo Bader??"I asked.

Bader: "La 5ayis," He chuckled.

Manal: "Chub," I crossed my arms.

Bader: "At'3ashmar ma3ach shfeech? Wallah gumar, gumar!!!"

Manal: "Adre ieny 7elwa,"

Bader: "6a3 hathy wayd em9adga ro7ha,"

Manal: "Eeehh," I giggled. "Inzain ta3al Bader, wain il nas? Laish mako a7ad?!"

Bader: "Shfeech Manool taw il nas, 6el3ay bara ro7ay shoofay itha i3jibich il design,"

Manal: "Inzain inzain,"

Bader: "Eee kint bagolich,"

Manal: "Shno!"

Bader: "Tara 3azem refeeji, okay?!"

Manal: "Eee okay, 3adyy," I smiled.

I then went outside and looked around.

The design was perfect.

"CONGRATULATIONS MANAL!!"

I smiled while looking at the big letters hanged up.

I then looked at the food.

It was all what I ordered.

Perfect...

I then stopped near the tables.

There was something wrong.

I looked around the table.

The flowers....

I ordered pink flowers, they got me red flowers -.-

I was very picky, I liked everything to go as I wanted it to.

I then turned around to look for the manager.

I walked around the place, there was no one.

"I ordered pink, not red, Uffffff.." I complained to myself.

I kept walking around the place looking for someone, anyone....

"Wainhom?? Abii pink, uff!" I continued to complain to myself.

I then spotted a guy standing outiside, he had his back towards me. I quickly walked toward him.

Manal: "Emmmm law sima7t...."

He turned around, he was wearing a black buttoned shirt along with black pants, a suit.

He looked as if he worked here.

I didn't really look at him clearly, I didn't really care how he looked like.

I just wanted my flowers changed.

 

......: "Hala i5tii?!"

Manal: "U-umm el ward, ana 6alba loon il wardi bs yabo il loon il a7mar, laish?!" I asked.

......: "7athr i5tii, min 3youni, aroo7 il7een w ashtrilich worood wardiya wala yhmich,"

Manal: "Bs laish ma yibtoohom?! Ya3ni il7een shasawi?! Ma r7 yamdii,"

.......: "Wallah law 3alay ayami3lich werood il denya w a76hom ib eedich bs lil asaf ana ma ashti'3il mini," He smiled.

My face got redder, I was speechless.

 

Okay, this is embarrassing..

Manal: "Weeeeehhh sorry, 3abali inik tishi'3il ehne, sorry wallah,"

........: "La 3adi, bs itha tabeen ayiblich tara,"

 

Suddenly I heard Bader's voice...

 

Bader: "Hala Sa3ad, shlonik?? Manal? Shfeech laish wagfa mini??"

Manal: "La wala shay, bs yabaw loon il ward '3ala6 fa s2alta, U-umm bs 6ala3 ma yishti'3il mini,"

Bader: "Kaaaaaakkk yal ma95ara, ana giltlik la talbis hal badla, 9ayer chinik garsoon,"

Sa3ad: "Ent shako, ana 3ajebni, tara mayhemnii rayik!! Ha Manal tabeeni aroo7 ashtrilich wardii?!"

Manal: "Ahhh la., sorry,"

I quickly walked away.

I was so embarrassed...