Perfectly Imperfect

Chapter 1

First day of College

"Do you have the last bag, baby girl??" My dad ask me

"Yes dad."

"Princessa, your car is running. Hurry so you won't be late to your first day in college."

"Ok, mom"

"Chica, don't forget my charm bracelet." My older sister says.

"Couldn't dream of it." I say laughing.

I pack my last bags into my Cocain White Audi. I look at my outfit one last time. I have on my all white plain shirt, highwaisted bleach skirt some Timberland boots.

Not the typical outfit for a Mexican person. I'm finnaly 18 and Im going to college. University Of Houston Texas to be exact.

I get out the car and look at my house that Im leaving and coming back for Thanksgiving break.

I get back in and wave out the window to everyone. I can't wait. Let me call my bestest friend Shanna (Shawn-na)

O, and sorry. I forgot. I'm Blue-Ivy.

"Hey Shanna, come outside. Hurry I hope we be roommates. "

"You know it mami." She's also Spanish.

"So Im outside. Hurry up"

"Bye"

I'm like about 5'4 and Shanna is 5'5 but we look totally different. I have curls and a little fire red

(in the cover).

Her hair is jet black with Spanish curls and is down her back. I have a olive color and Shanna is a tan like color.

I see her and her grandmother helping her with the bags, so i decided to get out and help.

"Hey granny Marie "

"Hey, Senorita Blue-Ivy"

"Bye granny" Says Shanna.

We hop in my car and listen to 'YaYo'. I roll down all the windows and let Houston wind hit my face.

"Ahh" She sighs.

"What's wrong, chica??" I say turning it down the music.

"I just wish my parents could have seen me move to college."

"Sorry for it. Thier looking down over you baby" I put my hand on her shoulder.

"Thanks."

We strt driving for another 3 hours and stop at McDonald's.

"Stay in. I'll get the food, ok Shanna."

"Ok. Thank you."

I walk in and order our food. I sat down and someone tapped my shoulder.

"Can I sit with you?" says this fine young man. He's African American but he's really light skinned. Light brown eye's and is about, Let's say 5'6.

"Uhh, Im about to go they just called my order excuse me."

"Can I get your number?"

"Bye"

I grabbed our food and head to the car. I seen her sleep so I wake her up.

"Ma, I got the food." SHe smiled and grabbed the food.

"Anyways, this fine ass boy got the balls to ask me for my digits"

"Mmhm" was all she could say while she was eating.

"Thanks for listening." I say sarcastically.