"Why am I so ugly" I said , looking down at my pitiful state.
Clothed in a beautiful v neck , bodytight knee dress, I still felt ugly, why?, maybe because it did nothing but outline my big stomach.
I wasn't like girls nowadays , who had small waist, thin legs, flat stomachs and all that model like shit. No I have it all wrong , absolutely wrong .
I have thick thighs , belly fat , body hair, and chubby literally everything that I shouldnt have as a 19 year old.
Like What the fuck this is supposed to be my golden years .
To top it all up am black, I mean don't get me wrong being black is beautiful but I go to a white school and I get a lot of racist comment from a lot of people there and all.
The only thing I take pride in is my hair and skin. I was blessed with long silky black hair and clear skin, which meant I never had stuff like acne .
And am also really smart, which means I get scholarships for pretty much everything I do.
Meanwhile in another room.....
Emily's Pov
I looked at the two dresses in my hand . One was a black mini dress which had small breast cups that weren't going to keep my breast cleavage in place obviously.
It had no back covering meaning my back would be on full display.
The other tho, was a simple red summer dress which stopped right above my knee with cute ,white, little petals .
I looked at them both contemplating on which I would wear for my cousin's birthday party
"Hmm",I hummed , rubbing my chin wondering which of these dresses would please my family and friends if I wore.
Yes this has been my reasoning since well forever. I've always put people's need before mine.
Mother always tells me that that's what a selfless and kind person does , and since I want to be seen as selfless and kind , I also always do the same.
I finally picked the black dress as I was sure it would please my parents and friends very much.
Getting ready, I heard a knock on the door which stopped my movements.
"Come in", I yelled, to let the person in
The person was none other than my childhood bestie, Emma. She frowned when she saw what I was wearing .
"The fuck are u wearing Emily",she said with a frown dangling on her pretty face.
Emile is a tall and beautiful girl that does what she wants,when she wants and how she wants it.
"A dress", I said meekly knowing she didn't like it on me.She rolled her eyes and sat on the couch.
"I can see that but what I mean is why are u wearing this one",She asked obviously confused
"I thought u wanted to wear the summer dress we shopped for",She said looking at me
"No I want to wear this one to be bold like u",I said a white lie so she wouldn't worry about me. She never liked it when I try to put people first before myself, she said it was foolish of me.
But I couldn't just stop, I was always known as the "perfect child".Obedient , doctile, gentle, smart caring , basically everything my parents always wanted from me.
As if she read my mind , she sighed and dropped the topic. We both got ready together and went downstairs to await my cousin ,Angel on her 19th birthday.