Love Affair

Introduction To a Life-Long Friendship

Skylar Wright is 17 years old in her final year of High school At Franklin D Roosevelt. She simply keeps to herself, mainly because she's introverted and doesn't quite fit in with the other girls. She's an only child that lives with her mom Claudine in Harlem, New York.

Skylar and her mother seem to have a tight bond despite the fact that her mother works constantly, leaving her alone most of the time. She does have one person that she considers a friend, actually a best friend. His name is Brandon McClain and they've been friends since 7th grade.

*flashback*
Skylar walked into her 3rd period English class, quickly passing by avoiding any eye contact from anyone.

"You look pretty today." Someone called out
Skylar kept her head down and continued to her seat, not sure if it was a genuine compliment or not.

" No, she doesn't! She looks like a wet monkey!" Bianca yelled out causing the class to erupt in laughter.

Bianca was a very popular and quite obnoxious girl that Skylar had share educational space with her for the next two years until she finally transferred to a different school by the 10th grade. 
Skylar held her head low as the hot tears began to form in her eyes as Bianca kept rambling on-

"I mean look at her, those shoes have got to be
passed down from her mama and that shirt came straight from her brothers closet!"

"I guess everybody don't wanna look like a 2 dolla hoe like you." someone fired back

The laughter seized, being replaced with "oohs" from everyone in the literary classroom.

The next thing Skylar heard was, "Whatever, she'll get what's coming to her." hurt and anger laced in Bianca's voice.

The class went back to normal, but Skylar couldn't focus on her work. She was anxious and wanted to know what did Bianca mean by "get what she deserves". She hadn't done anything wrong.

This was the beginning of a teenage rivalry that spontaneously manifested from seemingly thin middle school air, in which Skylar unconsciously got catch right in the whirlwind of teenage fever and desire to be socially accepted at any cost, but especially at the expense of others.

The bell had rung and Skylar quickly exited the room, speeding towards her locker to get her books for History class. When she closed her locker, she was surrounded by four girls. A furious Bianca as the ringleader.

" So, you think you cute now? you think you can take what's mines?" Bianca yelled

"W-what are you talking about?" Skylar asked genuinely confused.

Bianca then shoved Skylar towards the lockers, gripping the front of her shirt as the other girls drew near.

"Brandon! He belongs to me, you got that ?!"
"What? I don't want him; I don't even know him! Just get off of me"

Skylar yelled and pushed Bianca in an attempt to be freed from her grip, but all of the girls began to send blows onto Skylar's head, face and stomach causing her to wince in pain and to fall to the ground, curling into a fetal position. They took turns kicking her and laughing.