A year after Omar leaves Lebanon and the family that took him in, he embarks on a new journey with them in an attempt to turn his upside down life, right back up.
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After showering and freshening up, I got dressed in skinny fitted black jeans but not the overly tight ones. These ones, though labeled skinny, were somewhere between slim and skinny and were at just the right fit for my figure. I also put on a black tank top but while I preferred to roam with only a tank, I had a feeling I was going to be undressed.
Looking through my luggage, I grabbed a black and gray long sleeved plaid shirt, since nothing I had with me was friendly for this weather. I was just gonna have to roll up my sleeves, unbutton the first three buttons so air could enter, and just hope I didn't look ridiculous.
I then slipped my feet into my brown high top dress shoes, which were more casual than the dressy types and cuffed the bottoms of my pants.
Sadly, I did not own anything super luxurious or wore expensive brands like Hassan, Louai, and Khaled. They wore the expensive brands that though I could afford to a certain extent, were too much even for me.
I surveyed the house as I walked downstairs, now that I knew it was my uncle's and aunt's place, I had to admire its beauty. I even saw family photos of them four, like the complete family that they were.
Then Hassan surprised me as I turned to my right and almost bumped into him.
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Hassan Kamel Hamza
"Sorry, I almost walked through you" I laughed.
"It's okay" he chuckled in that boyish way of his. "What are you up to?"
"Well, my aunt and uncle are resting until dinner and Khaled and Louai are likely doing the same. So I figured I'd go sightseeing and become more familiar with this city that I've heard so much about but don't know worth a darn about it."
And just like that, he started laughing.
"Sorry, but you just proved Khaled right."
"How so?" I got a bit defensive, unsure what he meant by that.
"Just how snarky and sarcastic you can be at times."
"Oh, I see" I realized I had probably let out a little too much of my cynicism, which usually translated into sarcasm.
"It's nothing to be ashamed of. Plus, I find you interesting."
"I'm not that interesting, trust me."
"It's not what your aunt and uncle tell me" he smiled.
"I see" I sighed, looking into his rather, innocent big eyes of his.
We walked over to the living room where everyone was situated and the whole time I thought they had been resting. I guess this was their form of doing that or, they likely had other plans.
