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06. | I DON'T KISS AND TELL
Esenae stood in front of her mirror, staring at herself in a bikini. She hated how much she hated her body because she was up to society standards and she knew there were other people in the world who got death threats just because of their bodies. She tried not to hate her body, she really did, but she couldn't help it.
When she was still, her body looked perfect. But if she turned slightly, her ribs would stick out like they were trying to escape her flesh. She seemed too skinny. But then when she would sit down, her stomach would mesh together, creating rolls. Then she seemed too fat.
She had a birth mark on her chest that was a darker shade of brown compared to the rest of her body, which she hated. When she tanned in the sun, that part of her skin looked like a piece of coal in snow, compared to the rest of her.
"Hey, Essy." Taylor spoke up, causing the girl to quickly cover her body with a towel. "Esenae... why are you covering your body?"
"Doesn't matter. I'm being ridiculous." She laughed.
"What's going on with you?" Taylor approaches the girl.
"Nothing." She says.
Taylor sucks in a deep breath. "Not to assume, but you seem a bit insecure. Which I don't get why. You're beautiful, Ess. Every part of you." She gently pulls the towel away from the girl and looks at her body in the mirror with her. "Everything about you is perfect. Especially your birthmark. That's my favorite thing about you."
"Really?" Esenae turns to look at the girl. "You like my birthmark?"
"Yes! It's unique and I loveee unique." Taylor smiles, reaching up and brushing the girls hair behind her shoulder. "You are the last person who should be insecure because you're literal perfection. I can't find one flaw on you."
"I..." Esenae was at a loss of words. "That's exactly how I see you."
"Really?" Taylor asks, taken aback a bit.
Taylor was used to getting compliments. She had always been the pretty girl. But everyone was insecure, even her. And getting that compliment from Esenae meant the world to her.
"Of course." Esenae didn't care to hide her feelings anymore. "You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen."
The two girls stared at each other, not realizing just how close their bodies actually were. They didn't even realize they were leaning in to each other.
"You guys coming?" Jeremiah enters the room. "Oh— s-sorry."
"D-Don't be." Esenae stutters, taking a step back. "We're coming."
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"Conrad is going to lose his mind when he sees you in this bikini." Taylor tells the Conklin girl.
