Struggles In The Air

It's reality.

I woke up looking to my side to see Elis knocked out. "Perhaps she was awake all night." I talked to myself. I decided to actually get ready and head out to my house. I walked to the restroom to brush my teeth, change clothes, and put on my hijab. After, I went downstairs waving goodbye to Elis's mom and her older sister. "Alright I'll be heading out, I will see you guys later." I waved to them. "Hey, wait where is Elis?" Elis's mom said. "Oh she is just sleeping in!" I smiled and I walked out the door. "Hey, wait.. isn't my drivers license today?" I thought to myself. "Oh shoot it is, I need to call a Uber."  I got my phone out calling a Uber so I could go to the DMV.  

-13 minutes later-  "Uber for Aleena?" A middle-aged women asked. "Oh, yes thats me!" I got into the car and it was a short ride. "Thanks so much again, five stars!" I exclaimed. I went into the house and just waited for my mom to get ready. "I am ready!" Osya said. "Okay mom, let's go!" I quickly said. When we were on the highway on our way to the DMV, two young men honk at us for going slow because in front there was an old women driving. They pulled up next to us and rolled down their window. "Towel head, drive faster!" the young man yelled out. I widened my eyes telling my mom to just normally drive. The two men drove ahead of us I was glad to see they were gone. My mind was just all over the place that I couldn't tell what just had happened. I slowly took my hand on my hijab. "I don't care what anyone thinks, this is for my religion, my well-being, and what I am. 

By the time you know it we already arrived. After all the documents were done I sat in the car with my DMV person who was going to either fail me or have me pass. I start to put on my seatbelt, "I am Aleena Zaira." I smiled.