YUNG LIES SERIES ~THE LIES OF YUNG LIVES

🥀 CHAPTER THREE 🥀

< You are the finest, loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful person I have ever known, and even that is an understatement >

— F. Scott Fitzgerald.
            
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                         Megan
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I always say this:

"Being perfect is not easy"

If it was that easy, then everyone would be perfect, but that's not the case. They say no one's perfect though, but.....

....They need to check me out!

I'm the definition of perfect! I'm elegant, smart, beautiful, intelligent and I have a great shape, thick pink lips and a flawless glass skin. There's no one compare to me! And if there ever is, I'll get rid of them. No one impersonates me! The Queen Bee of Westwood High Academy! Aka, the head girl of WHA aka, The president of the school's female empowerment club aka Ivan Kingsley's girlfriend!

I did my daily yoga and freshened up. I dressed up in my school's well ironed uniform and did my makeup. I noticed my frontal installation was pulling out on the side, so I added more glue and styled it with a hot comb and stretcher.

Note to self- Sue your hairstylist for not installing the frontal properly.

"Serve me breakfast immediately!" I snapped at the housemaid, entering the dining room.

"Yes ma'am." She bowed her head and dismissed her unfortunate self from my presence. I eyed her in disgust and pulled out my phone from my skirt pocket to text Betty.

Unfortunate Entourage😼

Make sure everything is ready before I get to school. Assign the junior that'll serve me during lunch break.

7:15 AM

Good morning queen.
Okay ma.

7:16 AM

I was surprised to see that she replied immediately. Isn't she ever offline? It's a good thing sha, since I don't like being kept waiting.

I was served spaghetti sauce with meatballs and I devoured it in seconds. Then I diluted it with a glass of fruit wine.

I was famished.

I didn't have an appetite last night after school due to the drama I had with those pests. That Joy Phillips really gets on my nerves I swear.

Who tf does she think she is?
What does she think of herself?

She had the nerve to argue with me publicly at the cafeteria. She also challenged me in the bathroom, taking Damilola's side. It was beyond insulting! And that scruffy thing, Damilola, had the audacity and effortery to accuse me of lying in front of Mrs Peach. Yes, I was lying, but who gave her the right to speak? Is she mad?

"Meg!" An orotund voice called out to me, disrupting my thoughts. Judging from the confidence in the person's tone, I could tell it was mother.

"Let me drop you off." Her heels made classy sounds on the tiles. Every step she made screamed riches. That's where I get my beauty and elegance from. Mom's features would make any man go wild, just like dad. Which is why she calls the shots around here and dad obeys her like a mindless mime.

*Beep. Beep*

That was the sound her Mercedes made when she pushed the unlock button on the car key. I sat at the front seat and the air-conditioning welcomed me cooly. The leather seat became cool in an instant and my skin pores were dancing gracefully.