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Neveah and Azure.
The two had known one another since high-school. To Neveah, she was was someone she wanted to avoid; someone to forget.
For Azure, she was a second chance. Someone that she could prove hers...
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NEVEAH MONROE WORD COUNT: 1,894 WORDS ENJOY!
College.
It was all I ever dreamed about. Ever since I had been a senior in high-school, all I wanted to be was in college. I studied my ass off, getting into one of the best schools in the country. I still had my childhood best friend, Zora. She had been one of the people I did all of this with. We went to school together practically our whole lives. We even made it into the same college.
She helped me plan my "escape" if you will. When I was in high-school, I was still technically under my fathers control. My father had been the pastor of the town, being big on god and whatnot. He roped my mother into it as well. From when I was a little girl till the end of my senior year, I had to do things I didn't want to do.
I had to be a perfect preachers daughter. I had to wear ugly dresses that had went to my knees, with a matching long sleeve mini coat. I had looked like one of the elders at church. It was embarrassing to basically match with them. It was tough, but I had managed to do it. I couldn't go out that much when I was younger, and if I did, I had to have straight-a's. Even then, the only person I could really hang out with was Zora.
My parents knew how close the two of us were. It also didn't help the fact that my parents didn't trust anyone else. My parents would think they were a bad influence. I hated it. It was like I was my parents puppet; stuck in the box they placed me in. I couldn't do anything. It was like I could barely think on my own.
I had to have good grades, perfect clothes; nicely done hair, and cute accessories. I wouldn't count them cute clothes, since the clothes I had to wear were modest. The only clothes I could wear were dresses that went to my knees, pants, sweaters, or long-sleeves. I couldn't wear anything else.
After all that, you would wonder how I was popular. In high school, I was like the queen bee. Now, that did come from it being a small town that was big on god, so most of the kids I went to school with, I knew and saw at church; but it was also because of how pretty as well.
I personally don't think I'm that attractive, but Zora wouldn't shut up about it when I wore some outfits. I was also popular because of my smartness. I was the first in my grade; well, usually. I failed to be the valedictorian. I would get first in my grade sometimes, but sometimes I would get beat by someone.
Someone I hate.
Her name was Azure. We went to the same highschool. We were what you would call rivals. She would beat me sometimes, and when she did, god did I hate it. I had my own reasons on why I needed to be first, but at the same time, I didn't really care if I wasn't first every time. I hated when Azure won in our not said, but definitely decided competition with one another. When she won, she would either laugh in my face, brag, or at least show one way or another how better she was than me. She would let me know, and I hated it.
