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(Big Time accident)

Its amazing how your life can change in a matter of seconds, one minute you are running in the street trying to avoid the heavy rain to get to your place, and the next you feel pain rushing through your body like a train just hit you…scratch that, it was a car.

I could still hear the footsteps of people rushing to where I was, everyone was talking at the same time making it almost impossible to understand what anyone was saying. Suddenly one voice raised above the others "OH MY GOD…We killed her..KILLED HER!" the voice screamed, "I'm too pretty to go to jail" the voice continued.

Killed? Who was that idiot? And why did he jump to conclusion that I was dead without even bothering to check my pulse? And more importantly, why was the idea of him going to jail more important that checking the girl he hit!

Apparently all this thinking was too much for me at that moment, I could feel myself drifting away, was I dead? Oh man! I was killed by a self-absorbed guy whose biggest problem is that he might be going to jail … not that he hit me!

One hour later

Ok, so apparently I wasn't dead, I did have a broken arm though, and my entire body was aching , but trust me, this was the least of my problems.

In front of me was three guys who appeared to be in their early twenties, they were all yelling at the same time , again, making it hard to make sense of what any of them was saying. they were too involved in their argument that they were oblivious to the fact I was awake.

"Ok guys just calm down, good news is, she isn't dead. She is however, new to this country, I took a look in her purse for any identification and apparently she flew here three days ago, and listen to this…from EGYPT!" One of them said. He has brown hair and was slightly shorter than the other two…

wait a minute did he say he went through my purse?..I'm going to kill him!

"Egypt?" Another one asked, this guy was taller than the first guy and had great hair .. " As in EGYPT.. Egypt? I don't talk Egyptian! And I'm pretty sure neither of you do! How are we going to communicate!"

Apparently he wasn't that smart… was he serious? Egyptian is not a LANGUAGE! It's a dialect..Egyptians talk Arabic!... and what was so weird about being Egyptian?

"Umm..James, Egyptian is not really a language..I think the language used there is Arabic." A third guy said. He was blond and around the same height as that guy named James.

Finally…someone with brains!

"But still…as far as I know, we don't talk Arabic! We have no idea who this person is! She could be a killer..hired to finish us off..or finish me off!" this James guy said.

..I Really wish he would stop talking…and watching fox while at it…

"She is not a killer James…as for the language barrier, we'll use signs, or pictures or whatever" the blond guy said. "for now we need to focus on making sure she wakes up first" he continued.

..umm, I did that! 10 minutes ago..but clearly you all have more important things to discuss..

Suddenly the front door of what apparently was their apartment opened and another guy carrying plastic bags walked in.

"So, is our pharaoh-chick up yet?" he asked with a wide smile.

Pharaoh-chick?...why did I have to be hit by a bunch of Seriously idiotic guys! …Not fair!

Suddenly all eyes were on me. It automatically made me realize I preferred them arguing, at least they did not look at me like I had a second head. This was going to be a trip I'm sure I will not forget..at least not anytime soon. It is not like every tourist who visits the States gets hit by a car, and become automatically a pharaoh!

Well…do let me know what u guys think…should I continue? Or is it boring? Positive criticism is appreciated …just go easy on me! :P