She opened her deep brown eyes and stared at the ceiling fan. The fan was like her word; always turning and shaky. SHe sat up and felt the blood rush to her head. She wasnt feeling it. Today was the day.. The day she turned 16. Today was a wednesday.
"Fffffffuck" she whispered as she got out of bed and scratched at her head.
She went to the bathroom and turned on the light and winced as it flooded her vision. She looked in the mirror and all she saw was he big brown curly afro.
"zaaaam zaddy im looking good today, I might just be able to pull this off."
She threw on her favorite dress, the skin tight royal blue one with the number 63 and mesh stripes acrosss the legs and california written on the back.
" I am gonna kill it today, I swear today I'm gonna be confident and beautiful ."
She pushed her beautiful curled afro up so she could do her make up. Eyebrows, Lipstick, Cateye.. the whole nine yards. SHe put on her shoes and grabbed her bag and phone to head off to hell aka High school
