Pretty for a Dark Skinned Girl

Day One

177 likes on an Instagram post and 96 comments saying things like: "Ur Pretty." "r u single." and "I would die for a shape like your." None of that changes the way I think of myself. I am Tameka and I am a dark skinned girl with insecurities.

Another day of school:

Me and my best friend, Keisha walked to school together all the time. But, today was different. I felt more open to talk to her about how I was thinking which was a surprise to her because I am quiet and a like to bottle my emotions.

"Keish, Do think of me different because of my skin color." I asked her with my 'don't hurt my feelings' face.

She looked at me like I was crazy and said "Guh I would die to be you. You know sometimes I wish I WAS you. You look cute in skinny Jeans but me on the other hand I don't have an AZZ." She said as she looked back her butt.

I laughed a little Keisha always seems to make me laugh even at the most serious moments. Keisha is what the ghetto calls a white girl. She is very pretty doe no lie she has pretty long hair and very pretty green eyes and she was right she literally has no shape what so ever. Though she is white she act black af. Its because she grew up in New York's ghetto and she wasn't taught the proper white girl ways. But anyway I luv her half to death.

We arrived at school and some girl comes strutting up to us stopped right in front of me ad said....

"So you think you all that huh." She said as she was smacking her gum real loud.

"No....." I said very timidly

then she pushed my books out my hand and pushed me on the ground. and said "Don't mess with me bitch cuz I'll get chu." She said in a very ghetto/scary voice.

"Dafuq was that for." I said as I got up and brushed myself off.

"I don't know hey can I use your phone real quick." she said handing out her hand for my approval I gave her my phone and she gasped.