Something New💖

CHAPTER 1- Saima

One thing is for sure, Allah won't let you down. Ever.
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"Hey!!! You in Hijab, why in God's name are just standing there?! Do something or get out!". The man's voice could practically wake up the dead.

"I have nothing to do, Sir" I replied

"Wrong choice of words," I heard someone whisper behind me. The whole office went silent.
Wrong choice of word?? As if... Ya Allah, wrong choice of word!! I thought, reprimanding myself as I saw the red eyes approaching me. Ya Allah not on my first day, pleaseeeeee..

I'm so fired, I thought

"Who employed you??" The owner of the loud voice and glaring eyes boomed at me.

"Trans...," I began

"Transfer? Good, you are so fired," he cut me off before I even completed the word.
Wait!! I thought to myself. I didn't just think out loud, did I? Ahhh Saima, na die you die so oo.

"I don't want to see you, ever again! How can you not have anything doing?!" He scoffed, like not having anything to do was something impossible.

"Because I'm new, Sirrr," am I stuttering?

"Not an excuse, out!" He boomed again

Do you ever talk quietly Sir, I thought to myself.

"Sir, I just got here," I scanned the hall, looking for who would intervene. Nobody seemed to want to.
Somebody!! Anybody!! Helpppp!!! I screamed within myself. Nobody wanted to even make eye contact with me. No help was coming, I guess.

"Back to work, everybody!!!" He snapped and everything went back into motion.
Ya Allah! I pick my freaking fake Louis Vuitton handbag. Oh please, so fake it's freaking peeling too, but from the inside 😂 my luck right?? Scratch that emoji, I feel like dying. Thank God I was close to the door, I quietly walked out to the elevator, which immediately opened to the HR officer, Chioma Bashir (don't ask me to explain that)

She smiled, without missing a beat. "Your desk is DESK 21"

"I was fired," I stopped her.

"Fired? That asshole!" she whispered
"My thought exactly" I murmured so she wouldn't hear me.

"Follow me." I turned and followed meekly but stood by the door praying for a miracle. If I hear that voice one more time, I would cry. Forget my age and everything, I really would cry.

"No! She's fired!" The man with the loud voice boomed.

I know you said that before, Duh! I thought. Does he ever stop shouting?
"No, She's not!" Miss Chioma fired back, raising her voice.
Amin, I thought. Sometimes you have no choice but to fight fire back with fire.

"Why? I fired her, you reemployed her? Unbelievable! Well, she's fired again."

Saima, Good Girl, I praised myself, mentally patting myself. Wawu, I'm a legend. Fired twice in less than 30mins! There has to be an award for this or something. Guinness Book of Record, Whattttt'ssss Upppp??

"She's for StarBoy Entertainment management team, remember? Strictly under Jada Pollack, and of course, only she can fire her"
By now, Mr. Boomer-voice is boiling. Me? I'm dying inside. Village people, what again???!!!

She turns to me "DESK 21, start tomorrow. Do keep a brave face when coming, they are all bloodsuckers," she winked and walked out. Well, not before whispering "And change that bag."

Hah! See?? She noticed!!! Soooooooooooooo Fake!!! Mudassir, what did I do to you??
I immediately followed her. I felt eyes on me and tried not to care but I know I always care. Bloodsuckers!!!

I'm Saima Demidunn Alhassan and this is the beginning of my long sad, happy, teary, joyful and stressful years at StarBoy Entertainment. Yeah you heard me right. StarBoy, the Wizkid? The Daddy-Yo? Come onnn.. oh yeah, that Star Boy 😉😉😉..

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