That's the receptionist's clothes.

As I sat in my Mercedes S-Class Maybach, my butler, Hassan, asked me,
"How are you feeling, Young Mistress?"
"Kinda excited, nervous." I replied, putting my suitcase beside me.
We arrived at the school in 10 minutes. It was as I expected. Large. Kids were getting off from their cars and limos. I was getting more nervous. There were a lot of kids. I looked around squeezing my suitcase. I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"Relax, young mistress. Don't forget to smile." Hassan said giving me a smile. I returned the smile.
"Thanks."
I walked in the school through the gates. I turned around and waved at Hassan. He waved back before sitting in the car.
I walked in with my suitcase to the secretary desk.
"Excuse me, but may I get the key for room number 16." I said looking up, smiling.
"Of course." She said, smiling back. She handed the key to my room. I took it and headed straight to my room.
"Hey, you're a Muslim, right?" The receptionist asked me.
"Y-yes," I replied hesitating.
"Don't worry! My name is Alliks." She said smiling.
"My name is Fatima." I said smiling back.
" I love the name Fatima. It's a beautiful name. Don't you think?" She said looking at me.
"Yea. It is." I said in shock. I didn't know that they knew anything about Muslims. Maybe I didn't know this because I didn't spend time with outsiders. But after that, Alliks said something really shocking.
"By the way, I love your hijab!" She said smiling at me. At me? No one has ever smiled at me! Except for my brother Ali and my mothers lady, Alisha. And how did she know that this is called a hijab?
"T-thank you." I said fixing my hijab.
"Your Welcome!" She said going back to work.
***
As I walked through the hall, it was really quite. Like no one was there. I looked up and there was my room. I unlocked it but the door was already unlocked! I opened the door and saw no one. Hm. I thought. I set my suitcase aside and started unpacking. After 5 minutes, I was done. Maybe I should take a shower? I walked towards the bathroom but it unlocked. Someone came from inside.
"Uh...excuse me? But who are you?" I asked the person.
She looked up. "Oh. Hi! I'm Mei. Mei Hamada." She smiled and wanted to shake my hand.
I hesitated, then shook her hand. "I'm Fatima Ahmed." I smiled back.
"I like your name. It's pretty. You must be my roommate?" She said.
"Yea.....I guess." I replied looking down at the floor.
"Where are you from?" She asked out of the blue.
"Huh? Well, from America, I guess." I answered the random question. "What do you ask?"
"Well just wondering. I'm Japanese -American. You can tell by my name." She replied unpacking her things.
"We should get some sleep. Tomorrow is a big day." Mei said changing into her pajamas and going to bed.
Tomorrow? I wondered.