The Man Hunt – Part 2
The first
karaoke bar was a complete failure for all three girls. Anne’s hunk was a taken
one, and no one even attempted to buy the girls a straw, let alone a drink! The
verdict was out, all three girls convicted the karaoke bar with a death
sentence, they all agreed it was the bar’s fault and they should go somewhere
else…and so they did.
The next bar
looked chic, the décor was all black and white, the music was classy jazz and
no one was throwing up at the door. They thought it would be the perfect venue
for the perfect gentlemen… This time the girls wanted to seem older and
classier, thus Anne ordered white wine, Sandy ordered Red wine and sweet Shadya
went for the sweet rosé. This time Anne was possessed with Audrey Hepburn. Legs
crossed, back straight, and cigarette held by two perfect straight
fingers. The classy act worked! Three
gentlemen approached the ladies’ table. The first one had short brown hair and
a matching semi-thick beard, along with a black blazer and blue jeans, his name
was Samer. The second one had an “I am all that” look, neat black hair, and a
white bedazzled shirt; his name was Karim. The third one, Anne’s favourite, had
the bad-boy look. He was bold, had a lizard tattoo on his neck, and a beautiful
muscular tall body, his name was Rock (things couldn’t get better for Anne).
Karim
initiated the conversation while looking at Sandy; he asked if they could share
the table since the bar was almost full (which was not true). Anne interrupted
by “Sure!”, while looking at Rock in the eyes and smiling seductively. Each one
of the boys grabbed a chair and unleashed the “Jagal” charm. A few jokes and a
couple of drinks later, the plot was clear. Karim was Sandy’s, Samer was
Shadya’s, and of course Rock was Anne’s. Anne’s newly found bad boy owned a
music store in Jounieh, and a bar in Batroun, in other words he was financially
secured, edgy, and “freakin’ Hot”. The girls took the guys’ number and promised
to call back the next day, which was of course an empty promise.
Driving back
home, Sandy carried a serious tone saying how those guys are looking for “booty
calls” and “one-night-stands”, and reassured Anne that they shouldn’t call them
…”not ever !” Shadya agreed, elaborating that the night was fun while it
lasted. Anne carried an even more serious tone, reassuring Sandy that what
happened at the classy bar will stay at the classy bar! However, Anne’s plan
was the complete opposite…
The next
night, Anne texted Rock: “went shopping for a guitar with a friend, and thought
about you…thanks for the other night :)”. Of course the text was sent while
Anne was eating ice cream in bed and watching “Sex and the City”, in fact Anne didn’t
know anyone who was even remotely interested in guitars. A few minutes later
Anne’s phone started ringing. She immediately dropped the ice cream and brought
back the “Audrey Hepburn act”. Once she said “hello” Rock answered in a “pissed
off” tone, saying how could you do this to me, “Ma32oul Rassik!!??” (Lebanese for:
is your head possible? Or in other words: what is wrong with you?) …Anne’s “classy
act” soon dropped as her pride suddenly kicked in, and so she replied with confusion
“Yee…shu beik??? (another Lebanese expression for what’s wrong with you???!!! PS: the word "yee" doesn't have a synonym in the English language)
Apparently
this was Rock’s idea of trolling Anne! Funny Rock was pretending to be upset of
Anne for going “guitar shopping” to another store. The joke added more charm to
Rock’s character as the phone conversation lasted for a little over 20 minutes.
Anne felt a guilty and excited as she agreed to see Rock for another date. She
felt a sense of betrayal after she promised Sandy not to contact him, but the
wild temptress inside of her couldn’t help but dive in to the wild experience
with the bad boy.
The next
night Anne dressed to impress and told the folks at home that she was going out
with Shadya and some friends. As she waited for Rock to pick her up in his
black Escalade, she called Shadya telling what she was about to do… Shadya reprimanded
her, warning Anne that she was taking this too far, and that something bad
could happen. Anne argued with silly excuses as if she knows it all…in fact
what is going to happen to Anne was beyond anyone’s expectations…Soon enough
Anne would discover that the bad boy is in fact….A BAD BOY!!!
Suzanne El Wattar
PS: The characters and events of this blog are
totally fictional but could be inspired by true events. In this blog I will
write about the adventures of Anne’s (the virgin-hooker) dating life while she
is struggling between traditions and desires.
Tune in for the next adventure :)
Tune in for the next adventure :)