It's not always Black and White.
Two potential lovers, who never realised how much they needed each other until they met.
Bea, a black girl in a predominantly white school, believes that no one will love her and treat her as she should be treated be...
As we arrived at Melanie's sister's house, the lively atmosphere was palpable.
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The place was buzzing with people, and I was introduced to Melanie's sister, Millie, for the first time. She seemed incredibly sweet and welcoming, which put me at ease. Millie's house was impressive, to say the least. It had a pool and an overall stylish and inviting ambiance.
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Melanie had previously mentioned that her sister made a living writing songs, and it was evident that she had quite a successful career. Her house was a testament to her achievements, and it was no surprise that she could afford such a beautiful place. The night was shaping up to be an exciting one, filled with good company, music, and fun by the pool. ——————————————————————————— Melanie's POV
Millie gave me a warm hug, and I couldn't help but feel a bit guilty about leaving the party early. She offered me a drink, but I declined, explaining that Theo had texted me, and I needed to go. She raised an eyebrow but then sighed dramatically and agreed to cover for me.
"Ugh, I hate you for leaving so soon, but you know I'd do anything for you, little sis," she said with a grin.
I thanked her and slipped away, heading outside to find Bella waiting in the car. As we drove away from the lively party, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. Theo was on my mind, and I wondered what he was up to at the moment.
I wrinkled my nose at the pungent smell of weed in Bella's car. I didn't need this added stress right now. Bella pointed to her ex, who was clearly in his own world in the backseat. I shook my head in disbelief.
"Why are you with him?" I asked, my irritation clear in my voice.
Bella shrugged. "We were making out, duh."
I rolled my eyes. "Just drop me off at the apartment, please. It's important."
Bella looked at me, seemingly annoyed. "Jesus, your fling can wait," she muttered as she started the car and pulled away from the party.
