Abi

Day 32

You know you're a true naturalista when you sleep in bantu knots for three days just so it can look bizzomb when you take them out. Oh yes, that's dedication.

My sleep was awful these past three days, so I'll be so mad if these knots are still wet. Having long natural hair is a gift AND a curse.

This was done on clean hair and my products were Shea Moisture JBCO Leave In Conditioner, Moroccan Argan Oil, and green Eco Styler gel. Twelve bantu knots, fourteen bobby pins, two oily hands and one greasy forehead later, I was off to bed.

Why do I do these? Morning selfies, that's why. I unraveled them, used a pick to fluff them out, and VOILÀ! I looked like I could be in Solange's music videos!

This is selfie worthy and no filter needed!

"Bantus are what I CAN DO! Get it? Aight."

But not even a minute later, Victor liked my pic! I'm gonna faint--

"Abi! Come and eat your breakfast or you'll be late!"

"Yes, Papai!"

We had porridge. Which is good and all but...it's porridge. My phone kept beeping but my parents don't really like it when we use our phones at the table. After I finished eating my food, I put the bowl in the sink and went to school.

Fatima was already at her desk but Nina was nowhere to be found. "Hey, Fatima. Where's Ninny?"

"I was just about to ask you. Maybe she's just running a little late."

"Yeah."

She missed homeroom.

And first period.

So we texted her in second period. "Hey, are you sick?"

Third period, no response.

We checked our phone at lunch time. She didn't upload any Snaps, didn't see ours, nothing. I checked my messages again. "Read 11:03 AM." I usually get offended when someone leaves me on read but there was no time for that. I was worried.

Me: Everything okay?

Nina: yeah, i'm fine! I just don't feel well. my mom had the flu and I must've gotten it

"She doesn't feel well," I told Fatima. "Let's get her some chicken noodle soup."

Me: aww! Do you want me and fatima to bring you some soup?

Nina: no! I don't want you to get sick! But tysm!

Me: okay. Feel better!!

Aww, poor Nina. I hope she gets better soon. My phone started beeping again and again. "Sigh, when will the popularity stop?"

"Right about when you stop posting bizzomb selfies on Instagram." Victor sat next to me at our table, along with another guy. "Then I will start posting bizzomb selfies on Snapchat! Who's this?"

"This is my bro, Lukas Sanchez." Lukas had tan skin, black hair with blue tips and an undercut, and dark brown eyes. He reminded me of Tony from Thirteen Reasons Why.

"'Sup, mami?"

"Haha, please don't. Anyway, what's up?"

"We heard about what happened with you, that Kiwi girl, and Stephanie. I honestly thought that Kiwi was gonna beat her up. That girl is tall!"

"I wish she did beat her up. And I'd join too! I wish I stood her up some more--"

"No way! You did enough, Abi," said Victor. He nudged Lukas' arm and took some of his fries. "Really bro?"

"You tried to flirt with my girl. Really bro."

"Oh, I'm your girl? We've only been on one date, though." 

Fatima whispered in my ear. "Claim...him."

"OKAY fine, I'm your girl...but you better put me in your bio."

"Deal. French fry?" I nodded and he put one in my mouth. I giggled and Fatima exclaimed. "Aww! I need a picture!" Lukas went "Whipped," while coughing. Victor nudged him again and kissed my cheek. Squee!!!