𝔹𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕐𝕠𝕦//_[𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧]

1: ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ᴅᴏᴡɴ

Welcome to Best for You! Before you read, there's just a few things I ought to warn you about:

-The timeline of this fanfic is BEFORE COVID-19 at the start and works it's way through the pandemic.
-I will be doing the pandemic my own way so not everything will line up with reality.
-All pictures in this fanfic have no relation to the real person and are not to serve as a representation of their character.
-This is a MATURE fanfic. Minors imma need you to shoo. There are some potentially triggering themes in this fanfic. They will be outlined at the start of the chapter. 
-I'll be using slang and dialect native to islanders so if some words or phrases appear off it's due to that.
-There'll be some Spanish. Spanish speakers, I'm still learning the language so feel free to correct me.

Brief personal note, the MC of this fanfic is black and plus-sized. Big sisters deserve some love too. <3

Other than that, enjoy and remember to vote and comment. 
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The bustling breeze of the January air blows through the trees. A chilly start to the beginning of the year. It's colder than normal--figures since the weather did call for a cold front this week--but it still has the inhabitants scrambling for their coats. 

It's supposed to be cloudy so there's no saving them with the sun's scalding rays today. Not that she's complaining; she loves this weather. It always has the best lighting to make her skin look like mocha or caramel in pictures. 

The palm trees sway and shake with the wind the same way Althea does walking across the University campus. The breeze being particularly strong today and nearly sweeping her off her feet more than once. You'd think with all the buildings here there'd be enough to block it out.

She forgot her coat so all she has for protection is a thin, long-sleeved turtleneck. And unlike the rest of this generation, it's not to cover up the hickies from a night of debauchery. Last night was one of several parties held over the Christmas break that she was dragged to and everywhere she looked someone was trying to fuck on the dancefloor. Probably trying to enjoy their time now before they have to go back to school. 

Not that she can blame them. University life sucks everything out of you. 

The only reason she's on this campus to begin with is to get an issue sorted out about her scholarship. And she's not about to spend opening week running around panicking. She just got through addressing the department responsible and is currently heading back to her car.

Being a University student on top of having a job and extracurricular activities is exhausting. Not to mention her appearance having its natural limitations.

She's a bit on the short side in terms of height. Her stature only letting her stand at 5ft'4. If that weren't enough, she's also got some weight. Especially around her arms, thighs and stomach. The one good thing about that is she got blessed. Her friends like to say she's, quote on quote "thick as fuck", but she knows she could lose a few pounds. 

At least she's starting the second half of her junior year so her college journey's almost over. Not to say it hasn't been fun but she's tired of pulling all-nighters for research papers. 

It's a good thing her parents are still letting her live with them. Having to navigate paying bills on top of everything else would've complicated things way too much. 

She brushes her bangs from her face once she opens her car door. As she keys the ignition, her phone rings and she smiles at the sight of her father's ID.

She puts it on speaker as she backs out the parking. 

"Hey Dad."

"Hey sweetie. Are you heading home now?"