Imani's POV:
I decided to slide into some light blue acid washed ripped jeans and a long-sleeved white shirt with a subtle v-neck. I decided to wear a push-up bra under my shirt which showed a little of my breasts and the trail of stretch marks that line them.
I'm not ashamed it's normal
Nara has slightly influenced my clothing choices after our trip three days ago to find me a dress and I've gotten a bit bold in clothing choices.
I loved how they looked on me.
I did a lot of shopping and donated some of my old clothes plus I stuck to a lot of bright clothing as it suited my skin tone well.
I went shopping again after my trip with Nara and the shop where I got my dress from was next to a lingerie store. The intention wasn't to buy anything but the red headed cashier convinced me otherwise.
Will I wear them? Probably not
But am I proud? Yeah
I check the time to see 7:00 am and I go to the bathroom to put my box braids in a ponytail. I look in the mirror as I applied some light makeup I loved the way it added a bit of a glow to my skin.
To complete my look I apply some clear lipgloss after lining my lips with a brown lip pencil.
Never can go wrong
I walk out of the bathroom to get my D&G sneakers, slipping them on then grabbing my coffee and keys. I closed the door to my apartment turning around to leave I see Aria , my neighbor, leaving I waved at her and saying 'good morning' which she returned kindly.
I saw her around campus a few times over the past three years even though we don't share the same major I do Finance and she does Political Science. We aren't friends just acquaintances and neighbors. She's nice but there's something about her sometimes I just can't exactly explain. That's honestly the only reason I haven't become friends with her because her energy doesn't match her "personality". Not that she hates me or anything but honestly it wouldn't surprise me if she did. She has reported me to the landlord five times for being "too loud" I live by myself and don't listen to music unless it's in my headphones or my car.
Bitch
Luckily for me, my landlord is the nicest lady I have ever met, kind of like a second mother to me. So she understands that all I do is mind my business and go to work. I don't have obnoxiously loud sex at six in the morning with people I pick up at frat parties.
Unlike some people
I still hold no judgment against Aria because my heart won't allow me to hate anyone. I was raised to forgive because holding judgment and grudges never bring you happiness.
That was something I had to learn the hard way.
Deciding to take the stairs this morning instead of the elevator because I did not want to run into someone and get caught in endless conversation. I pushed open the glass doors to my apartment building waving 'hello' to the daily dog walkers and joggers who passed by.
I walked towards my car which I bought after saving up enough money from working a year and a half at STN it's a Mazda CX- 5 preferably in black. And I have never regretted buying it so far. Unlocking it I slide in the driver's side turning on the radio as I put on my seatbelt and made my way to school enduring the long three-hour journey.
It's 7:30 am who willingly puts themself through this shit?
My dumbass
I was never one of those people who wanted to go as far away as possible from home. I enjoyed staying close to home with my mother and sister but I got my job at STN after my internship ended senior year and Binghamton offered me a full-ride scholarship. It wasn't a popular household name but honestly, I didn't care as I was still a black woman getting her degree and that was still amazing.
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