Noor POV

" Michelle please I really can't go. I don't want to" I tried to convince Michelle that I don't want to go shopping with them but she isn't listening to any of my words.

She turned on her heel and hold both of my arms firmly looking straight in my eyes strictly making me stuck in my own throat " Noor you are coming and that's final!" .

An excited smile suddenly appeared on her face and she tapped my cheeks lightly as if complimenting me what a good girl I am listening to her before she goes to her wardrobe and took out a set of clothes to change into from her current ones.

I sighed helpless and now I have to go with them. Even if I will try to say them again that I don't want to go I know my request will fall on deaf ears.

I don't know why Jack proposed me to go with them because I don't see why I should go?

" Michelle" I whined for the last chance that she will agree me not going with them but my expectation went down the drain.

She sighed rolling her eyes as she turned herself to me and locked her hands against her chest as she puffs " Noor, seriously, why don't you want to go with us?"

Finally! Ok I should tell her something convincing so she will agree with me " Because I don't see the reason why I should?"

" Exactly, and I don't see the reason why you shouldn't " she backfired my own words as she raised one of her eyebrows like those strict teachers in school.

" I don't have the dress or money with me that's appropriate!" I added quickly after thinking and I guess that's one appropriate and matter of fact an honest excuse too.

"Oh-" she whispered thinking to herself while her mouth in the shape of an "O" .

Yes! Now she will accept with me and tell the others tha-

" Don't worry that's just something trivial. You can use my clothes and I will buy you the things you want " she smiled confidently.

Oh Boy- now I am out of excuses .

She threw the clothes that's on her arms towards the bed letting it fly all over the bed before she goes back to her wardrobe.

"Now let's see the dress that will be appropriate for you to wear. Hmm..."
She rummage through her wardrobe as I arrange the scattered clothes she threw on the bed .

" Ah ha! This will be perfect for you!" She finally came out with a beige long sleeve casual Maxi dress that has flower picture design on the chest while the rest down of the dress is plain, but the rubber attaching the two-piece made it fashionable and pretty with the tie that's on the collar like an accessories.

" You can wear this. I only wore it once 2 years ago when I went to the Bahamas for vacation with mom during summer. I think it will suit you" She said as she walked up to me and I stood up from the bed while she put the maxi infront of me as if measuring the size.

" Michelle, this.. I ca-"

" Blablabla" she interrupted not allowing me to continue and passed me the dress as she goes around me and pushed me towards what I think is the washroom " I am not hearing any other excuses and you right now will go and change into this dress"

She closed the door behind me and told me to get ready as I sighed that the last excuse did not work out as well.

Oh well.

Ten minutes later I came out of the bathroom and Michelle was already changed into her dress and was doing her hair .

Her gaze caught mine from the mirror she was facing and gasped looking at me as she turned swiftly and looked at me awe struck.

" Noor!!! You look beautiful!!" She complimented a little too loud while I give her a smile in return.

" Bright colors look really pretty on you! We are going to buy you lots of 'em!" She announced excitedly while I am shocked hearing it.

" Michelle you don't have to. I ca-"

" up up up not another word" she cut me off nodding her head left and right while wriggling her index finger in the air like a bob swinging left and right , her actions indicating she won't listen to anything I am or will say.

" Noor, we are friends and more-over I also think you like my own sister." She added while walking to me and placed her hands on my shoulder, a tender smile appeared on her beautiful warm face .

" I've always wanted to go shopping if I have any sisters but I am an only daughter and when I go shopping alone I feel bored. Also Andrew... well he always ditched me if I drag him to the mall with me either going to the PS station or flirting with girls." I chuckled hearing Andrew leaving her cruelly alone at the mall.

Don't get me my words wrong but the cruelty he did is actually childish, like when forcing a teen to attend some old boring party of elder people and he ran to get out of it.

I am sure Andrew knew he would feel boring if he go along with her for shopping so he escaped.

" I can't believe he ditched me just to flirt with other girls instead of going to shopping with his only sister he has!" Michelle pouted like a child who just got betrayed. Well she did got betrayed. *chuckle*

" But now that I have met you, I feel like I have got myself a sister that I long wished for so we could do things together!" She expressed and I felt touched hearing it.

I understand her feelings because I feel the same too with her. If she is happy and comfortable doing these with me then why should I ignore it?.

" Ok ok lets do what you want today" I gave up and she cheered crushing me in a bone crushing hug which surprised me.

" Oh right. I know you wear scarf to hide your hairs from the opposite gender but can the same gender see it though?? Can I see your hair??" She asked excited her eyes sparkling with expectation.

I hesitantly nodded. Sure the same gender can see the other woman's hair but I was just too self conscious because there are a lot of male in the house.

So I never took off my scarf even when in my own room or when I go to sleep. You never know when anyone can barge in even if I lock the door they could just kick in.

" Can I see your hair please? If you don't mind" she requested unsure if she was allowed to ask such questions.

I don't mind though, she's been by my side and supports me like a sister as best as she could and I am also glad we met one another. Otherwise I don't know how I will be surviving in this place.

" It's ok. I was going to comb my hair too" I replied and she seemed to be excited for something trivial as wanting to see my hair.

I have normal hair like others do though, it's not like I have some kind of special hair like Rapunzel that glows when you sing.

I took out the one pin I was using and unwrapped my beige brown scarf from my head. It's the only scarf I've been wearing since I was dragged here.

I didn't know it would be difficult having only one scarf. I have to wash it every two days and find a way to quickly dry them which was really difficult. But it was soon solved by Maya's hair dryer she gave me so I could dry it.

JazakAllah Maya ( may God repay her kindness)

Alhamdulillah that I have my under scarf though and I feel secure wearing it. I removed the under-scarf too and finally my black hair came to sight. I felt my face heated as I slid back the strand of hair that came forward since it's been a while I showed someone else my hair other than my aunt and Hayat.

I felt my hair tie loosening , scattered from it's style of the lower messy bun that I did in the morning at the bathroom, my hair sliding down due to the loss of tightness from the hair tie. One of the advantage of the under-scarf is that it keeps my hair intact as if hold in a bowel and won't fall off. 

Sometimes it's annoying having  a silky hair because no hair-tie can hold it unless you don't run. Netheirless, I am thankful I have such a beautiful hair too, Alhamdulillah.

I slid my hair to my side as I remove my hair tie and my hair smoothly fall on my chest, it's end having little curls.

" OMG Noor! Your hair is soo beautiful!" Michelle gasped her mouth opened with her eyes wide filled with awe.

" And-... wow... your hair is soo long " she whistled eyeing my hair as if checking it out. Well- It's a first someone complimenting my hair and I am speechless because no one really compliments a hair..... right?

" You look so good with your hair open, too bad you are covering it" she pouts as I chuckle at her words.

" Michelle, I am covering it is because I want to . We are actually not allowed to force anyone to wear the hijab if they don't want to." I explained as she listens attentively and nodes in understanding.

Before I was going to tie my hair again into a lower messy bun, Michelle stopped me and told me she wants to take a picture if o

As I was about to wear my hijab again she stopped me and I stared at her in confusion " Let's take a selfie!" 

I was hesitant whether to agree or not and she seemed to notice my hesitance my but assured with a smile that she won't show anyone the picture " and besides I kept a screen pin code which no one can enter it unless I tell them"

At the end we took selfies and she took my solo pictures too which I told her I don't want but she pushed me to it anyways so we seemed to have lost the track of time little too much when suddenly someone knock on Michelle's door and that familiar cold voice called out.

" Michelle hurry up , everyone is waiting"

" OK we are coming!" she screamed and the heavy footsteps soon walked away till it faded from our ears.

" Ok-let's get going but-" she stopped and went back to her wardrobe and took out a white scarf from it and handed it to me. 

" I bought this scarf to wrap as a neck-scarf for style. Glad that it's still there. You can wear this instead of your worn out scarf and keep it if you want. I am soo gonna buy a lot of things for you!" she declared excited and quickly exited the room before she could hear what I am going to say. 

A small sigh escaped from my lips and now I have no other choice but to just let her do what she want as I said earlier. I wore and adjusted the hijab and soon exited the room walking down the stairs but it was awfully quite. 

The house is really big so it was quite most of the time. Did they left already? 

" Michelle??" I called out to her but she did not shout back. Did they really leave?? I wanted to call out Jack's name but I wasn't sure to do it or no.

I felt as if my legs were tangled as I walked down the stairs and due to the illusion I stepped on the clothes fabric and tripped as I quickly closed my eyes seeing the floor infront of me as I gasped going to fall face-first-.

Ya Allah-!!

.............

?????

Why didn't I fell any pain? and.... I am not on the floor?? I peeked through my right eyes and infront of me was the floor. 

???? huh?

" Do you really like tripping down the stairs that much." my body flinched and my heart started to beat fast as if its running a marathon once that emotionless voice went through my ear and my brain registered the name of the voice owner as my eyes visualized him for a moment.

Ya ALLAH!

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Ok this is another longest chapter!

Adios!