Me and Savannah have always been around each other since birth, but only because our moms are sisters, so they wanted us to have an unbreakable bond.Savannah, growing up, was extremely timid, but she always remained girly with her aesthetic. Meanwhile, I was known as the tomboy. I practically got along with the boys better, whether it was my male friend, cousin, etc., you name it, whilst she got along with the girls and was my aunties and grandma's favourite, 'the golden child'/Nice'that's what they used to call her, but me 'the problem 'because apparently I do not act the way a young woman shouldct, but personally it was all just a lot of bullshit to my eyes.
I loved being at school hanging with my friends; Savannah, on the other hand, didn't, as the girls would pick on her for her looks. Savannah wasn't ugly; it was her beauty that caused people to hate her from a young age, terrorising her because the boys all liked her.
Since the bullying was bad, she transferred to my school. She was in her older year, but everyone in school knew me, especially as I played a lot of sports basketball, volleyball, you name it and had a thing for filming and photography. Whenever I was around, my camera was too.
It took me a while to convince my parents to take me to a media class, and the only way I was able to go was thanks to her, Savannah. If I needed to be somewhere, I would ask her to ask my parents; like I said, she was the golden child they never had.
As we turned fourteen, things changed. I never believed in school rankings; I thought they were useless, but everyone around me cared, especially since the boys started comparing the girls in my school. I wasn't even surprised to see Savannah being ranked as the prettiest girl, and I was ranked somewhere in the top ten.
As our teens went by, I developed thick skin and was constantly compared to Savannah. I was always reminded how prettier, skinnier, and smarter Savannah was to me, so I did everything in my power not to look or be like her. My mom flipped out when I shaved my head like Rihanna and dyed it red. I thought it was badass, but to her, she thought I was. Waspossed or something
Being tired of the comparison, I thought I should distance myself from my own cousin. She didn't like it, so she did everything in her power for us to always be around each other, but I found a loophole thanks to my good friend Tae, Kim Taehyung. He was two years older than me, but he never treated me like he had the upper hand in authority.
He told me all about his plans to open a media outlet company with his friends. If only I knew how loaded he was back then, I would have. actually nothing, and he also had a very hot friend, but that's not the point, or is it?
Anyway, since my parents totally approved of me hanging out with Tae,. Tae introduced me to his best friend Park Jimin during the summer, and when there was a holiday, I would be hanging out with them, kind of ditching Savannah. Jimin was really sweet; he would take care of me and baby me. I liked that, plus he was really hot amd quite the charmer I often stared at his plump lips wanting to kiss it
Savannah wanted to join our duo and turn our friendship into a trio into quad , so we hanged out before Tae had to go to university, which sucked as it wasn't the same, and during that time period, Jimin met Savannah during the time period of him and Tae last summer with us before going to college, and it was just myself left with Savannah and the boys who would attempt to befriend me to get with her, and when I mean, they used all types of methods to use me as a doorway to my cousin. I didn't mind the dudes who would pay me cash or buy me things I made a bank with her bruschetta but it was tiring but hey it helped me save on getting things I wanted . I kind of didn't care; it was the aggressive dudes who couldn't handle rejection, which was the worst. Imagine being stalked because my dearest cousin decides to reject somebody or being bullied into forcing my cousin to go on date with them that shit was annoying asf .
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The Second Choice
Romance" you had folded me into believing your words thinking you really cared " Y/N always felt like the second choice, overshadowed by her radiant In a world where love feels like a game of chance, Y/N finds herself caught in the whirlwind of emotions w...