I Am A Muslim... /A Zayn Malik Fan-Fiction/

5

Emilie's P.O.V:

Today I woke up automatically this morning. I checked the time, 6:47. That was different, I never wake up automatically. It's always the alarm or something else that wakes me up. Maybe I had gotten usede to waking up at 7. It's been a month since I first started working at MANGO. The working scedule was good for me. I had every Wednesday and of course the weekend off. So I worked at H.E by mango for men on Monday and Tuesday and MANGO for women on Thursday and Friday. It was good for me, although I didn't really like working at the mens side, it made me unconfortable. Today was Tuesday so I work at H.E by mango for men. Great. But I had to because I needed the money. I got 450pounds weekly, so it was enough for me and my family had sent me some money so I bought a car (a ford fiesta). My life was normal so far.

 I quickly went in the shower and got dressed into some black leggings, a black hoodie with a purple skull, a purple back-pack and I put my now dark brown hair into a messy bun. You're asking why it's 'my now dark brown hair' is because I dyed it a week ago. I slipped some black toms and walked to my car.

"I can be selfish and get so impatient,

Sometimes I feel like I'm at the end of the ro-"

I picked up the phone. It was my boss.  I am now officially scared.

"Hello?" I said

"Hi, Emilie. Could you please come by early? Let's say... 7:30? We have to talk."

"Uh, yeah. Sure. I was on my way anyway. Okay then, see you there!"

"Okay. Bye!" He hang up. Okay, now this means that I am fired. I drove to the mall and quickly went to the shop. I went to the back, knocked on the door and went in. All my other co-workers including one of my closest friends, Lilly was there too.

"Yeah, you wanted me?" I said to him.

"Yes Emilie, I needed to talk to you lot about our dress code. I've got the uniforms ready. I'm thinking that the workers of Mango should be well dressed so they can be recondised customers easily. So for the girls we have black pencil skirts, sleeveless red button up blouse and black shoes. For the boys we have the same but just with black pants instead of skirts. Any questions?" he asked. What? How was I going to wear that?!

"Uh, but can I talk to you in private?" I asked him with worry written all over my face.

"Um, okay...?" He answered more like a question and led me to the other room where nobody could hear us. "Yes Emilie?"

"Ummm... I was asking if I had to wear the uniform? Because of-" He cut me off

"What?! Why?! Oh yeah, the religion thing."

"Yeah. So..."

" Oh, I understand. But I'm sorry,Emilie. But we have to. It's the rules." He said with genuine guilt in his face.

"Oh, okay then. It's fine." I said looking down and leaving the room to his office.

"Okay. So sizes? Lilly?" he asked her.

"Uh, medium." Lilly answered him. Lilly was a muslim too. Her situation was like mine. She had changed her name from ILWAAD to LILLY (played by @EvilElmoRocks). She was my closest friend.

"Josh?"

"Large,please."

"Jamie?"

"Small."

"Emilie?"

"Ummm, medium?"

"Harry?"

"Small."