"𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 is an understatement for how i feel about you."
in this book, y/n is a teenage black girl who seems to live a normal life. outstanding grades, good looks, good student, good friend.
except, she isn't as happy as she seems.
her life flipp...
y/n woke up to the agonizing beeping coming from her alarm. she hit the snooze button but after a few seconds got up anyway because she knew how long it'd take for her to get ready. she started the day off with a long stretch and leaned back onto her bed contemplating missing her first day, that wasn't an option. she let out a groan, stood up, slid into her fuzzy slippers, and made her bed.
after her alarm went off again, she shut it off this time. she turned on her lamp and dimmed the light. although she knew how bad it was, y/n immediately picked up her phone despite it being early and started playing some music on her speaker. her mom wasn't home, ofcourse, there'd be a note on the fridge.
Now playing : Sit on Dat by Vickeelo.
y/n smiled as the song started playing off of her "aw shit, here we go again." playlist. she walked into her bathroom and turned the light on, too bright for her liking. she turned the shower on and plugged up her flat iron praying she didn't burn the house down while she was cleansing herself.
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after y/n hopped out the shower, dried off, and put on lotion and deodorant / underclothes, she stared at the two outfits she debated wearing.
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the, ' comfortable but still ate you hoes up '
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or the ' cold as fuck outside but hoe life or no life '
{ obviously im gone let you pick!! if you don't like either, then damn. you outta luck. }
ofcourse she picked the better option, whatever that was. y/n walked over to the mirror and checked herself out, not to pat her own back but she put that shit on. she quickly found herself distracted getting lost in the music and doing a tiktok dance for the 100th time.
even though she did it in the shower, y/n washed her face again, and brushed her teeth. she did her skincare and sighed heavily cupping her face after realizing she was gonna have to find someone to sit next to on the bus again.
she shook off the bad thoughts as Beez In The Trap by Nicki Minaj ft. Pusha T started playing. this song was her shit, no matter how she was feeling. y/n carefully picked up the flat iron and started thinking on how she wanted to do her hair.
