The Help

Chapter 1

                 India's pov
(Beep Beep) my stupid alarm went off. Uhh I hate Mondays. I got up and did my hygiene routine and put on my school uniform. I kinda like the uniform because it hugs my curves. I go down stairs to make breakfast. While I cook I decided to call my parents. Of course no answer stupid business trips. After I ate I went to Emily's house. We walk to school together.

"Morning Mr.Roberts is Emily ready"

"Good morning India she should be coming down any second now" he said

A few minutes later she came outside and we started walking. Emily is really pretty with long blonde hair. You could say she was your typical white girl.
A/N : no offense

"Hey Emily"
"Sup girl" she said
"You look pretty to day" I told her "aww thanks but you look amazing as always"
"What do you mean we look the same" I asked her with a confused look
"I mean look at you you have long curly hair and your body is so amazing and let's not forget about that big butt of yours if Kim k saw that I'm pretty sure she would be jealous and your beautiful tan skin"
"I'm not all that perfect"
"Every girl at school wants to be the famous India Love" she said

I laughed little did she know I hate the way I look. I've been picked on most of my life. All the white kids would laugh and call me a mutt because I'm mixed. It doesn't bother me that much any more. I stopped walking when I noticed someone sleeping on a bench.
"Why you sto_" (you cut Emily off)
"Just come on" I said and started walking to bench
"Are you really bout to help the thing" Emily said