Forbidden

Chapter One

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Olivia Chandler was standing on her balcony taking in the brilliant morning Georgia sky. It was a warm and breezy morning, the sun not holding back a single ray. In the air, she could smell hints of subtle sweetness coming from the neighboring cherry blossom tree that sat adjacent to where she stood. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, allowing all of her thoughts to escape her.

                She walked back inside, leaving her bay doors ajar to allow the summer breeze to flow through her room. It was the first day back to school. Her senior year had finally arrived after years, months, weeks, days, hours and minutes of anticipation. She had yet to find what it was exactly that she wanted to do with the rest of her life, but she was an excellent student with guarantees to be a part of any college she could dream. She was in no hurry to rush her life unlike the rest of her peers, who were running around like chickens with their head’s cut off trying to fill out every possible college application imaginable. Olivia was much more laid back and content with just being in the moment. However, she did often feel that there was something missing. But what? She had the greatest friends, she couldn’t ask for a better father, she loved her life.

                Olivia stood at her walk-in closet, which was much like the size of a blue collar’s bedroom, and headed in to find her layette for the day. She had a very simple taste in her clothing. She wasn’t comfortable with dressing up, especially not to sit through eight periods of classes a day. She grabbed a pair of tight fitting denim flare jeans, which had holes in the knees and up the thighs, a navy blue fitted tee shirt which read Georgia State across the front in bold white letters. She paired her outfit with a long, layered pearl necklace which she wrapped around once and slid on her matching navy blue flip flops.

                Her attire never made much difference in Olivia’s appearance. She could wear a plastic bag and guys would still crawl after her and the girls would still be envious. Her natural beauty and confidence radiated from every unseen pore on her body. Olivia had long, stick straight ash blonde hair that illuminated whenever light touched it and that fell in the middle of her back. Her wispy bangs fell just perfectly above her piercing almond shaped green eyes that often times resembled the color of kiwis. Her complexion was flawless with cheeks that looked as though she had been touched by the sun over the course of the summer. She had a slender and feminine curvy frame. “The perfect body”, she had heard plenty of times.

                She looked at the clock which read 6:23. She had just enough time to make a quick run to Starbucks before picking up her best friend Kenley. She toddled down the double connected stairway in a graceful movement, bouncing into the entryway landing and did a brief scan of her surroundings. Her Momma sat on the screened in covered back porch, surrounded by their seemingly famous garden. It had won community and city awards for its vibrant luminosity and was envied by plenty of other homemaking mothers and wives who spent their expected days baking and shopping. As Olivia peered the corner of the dining room, her Daddy sat reading the morning paper in his finest suit.

“Mornin’ daddy,” she chirped, flashing her pearlescent white teeth.

“Mornin’ darlin’, headed off already?” her Daddy asked in a sweet southern drawl.