My Life as a Muslim Girl

My life as a Muslim Girl: Chapter 9- Do I Know You?

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Mohamed's POV



I looked back at Sabrina, and I was mesmerized with her modesty.




She was so beautiful because she covered up. The way she presented her self was amazing.




She has a high faith, and I needed to find a way to talk to her again. I needed to.



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Sabrina's POV





We got in the car to go to our new house. In the car ride to the new house, my mind kept going back to Mohamed. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't stop thinking about him.




We reached out destination, and we got out of the car, and walked to the door.




I walked in the house, and I couldn't believe it.




It was so beautiful and big. I couldn't believe I was going to live here.





I looked outside, and saw another beauty.




The masjid.





My parents were right. It was the most beautiful masjid I've ever been to.





Alhumduilah, the beauty could not be described.





I walked back to the house, and met up with my mom.





"Do you like the house?" My mom asked





"Yes, it's so beautiful." I replied back with a smile on my face.





"That's great to hear." My mom said
"Your room is upstairs. You can go check it out."






I ran upstairs, and opened the door to my room.





It was so big, and perfect. The furniture was already there, and my new bed was set up.




I was so blessed to be living here, and I couldn't wait to start my new life here.


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I walked downstairs, and my mom told me we were heading to dinner.




I grabbed my hijab, and got in the car.




We drove to the restaurant, and we were greeted by a waiter.




We were escorted to our table, and was handed menus.




Our new waiter came, and I looked up, and couldn't believe who it was.




"How's your night going? I'll take your orders tonight." A familiar sound talked.



I looked up, and saw who it was.




It was Mohamed.




We ordered our food, and he brought it back to us.




He didn't even acknowledge my existence.




Was I jealous?



No I couldn't. He was just a guy.





After we finished our food, we headed out to the car.


I was walking behind my parents when I saw Mohamed greeting the customers.












He said bye to my parents, and then said





"Bye Sabrina"




Something crept up on my face, and it was a smile.




"Bye Mohamed" I replied.





I got home, and went on my computer.




I needed to Skype with my friends, and tell them about this.




They answered, and we chatted for a little while.




"So, anything new that happened so far?" Safiya asked





"Well, I met someone" I said




"Oooh... Is she nice?" Laila asked





"It's not a girl. It's a boy" I said, anxious to hear their reactions.




"Look at Sabrina talking to guys." Laila said




"Why though?" Safiya added




"I met him on the plane ride, and saw him again at a restaurant" I explained.




"Well do you like him?" They both asked





"Of course not. I can't.. I won't" I said




"Are you sure?" Safiya said




"Yeah..." I stuttered out




"Sabrina, I think you like this guy" Safiya said





"I don't!" I yelled





"Okay, we'll let it go" Laila said



We talked for a little bit more, and then I told them I was going to sleep.




I closed my laptop, and got ready for bed.




As I was drifting away to sleep, my mind wandered to the events that happened at the restaurant.




Sabrina, get yourself together.




You don't like him.




He's just a boy




He won't help you with anything





Get over him.





But as hard as I tried, I couldn't stop thinking about him.




The last thing I thought about before I slept was the thing I wanted to stay away from.




Mohamed


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