Against society [AMBW]

9.Bestie

Sidenote: SHE'S SO PRETTYYY

W2~Thursday

Faviola's POV

As the days went by, i found myself dragging my body around the school with no motive, nor anticipation to go to lessons. I always imagined having no friends would be free-flowing and give me enough time to think and give myself some me time... but it's actually horrible.

I keep finding myself in these situations where I start to speak as if Melissa was there, forgetting she's not with me. For the past 3 days Mel and I hadn't spoken, well we hadn't spoken as friends, more acquaintances. I mis her but I know she needs time. Usually, I would be pissed at her for holding a grudge for this long, but with what happened to her I understand if she doesn't want to ever talk to me.

And then there's Adrian. Don't even get me started with that fine motherfucker. But he's still a dick. As much I don't want to admit it, I think that deep down, I really do miss him. That frustrates me even more. We're not even friends, we shouldn't even be seen together- but there's something about him which lures me to him.

Today it's Thursday, another boring day of no excitement.

I grab my lunch and sympathetically smile towards Mel, she smiles back just before opening her mouth just to close it again. My heart started beating fast as I thought I got my bestie back, but I was wrong. So I keep walking.

Before I make my way to the library, I stop. I turn around. And I observe.

[A/N This next part is a little info about Blasia- basic name... I know🥴. You can skip this part if you want. But I recommend reading it.]

This is one of the most prestigious school in Blasia and it's full of black faces. Now there's no complaints with that, it's great to see a school with so many future black successes. But I don't understand why we're always fighting.

Our ancestors had what seemed to be a rivalry with the Europeans for just over 200 years, and all of a sudden it stopped when in 2026 the blacks from Europe invaded East Asia demanding for the country. Of course, they wouldn't give up their country like a fool; so they bribed them to share of East Asia. The blacks came from mainly Europe and the US. When the deal was signed off, all names of countries in East Asia vanished and new names were formed with sceptical coordination.

But it didn't stop there, because now the East Asians are referred to as Orientals by my kind and we are referred to as Negroes by them.

Nobody understands the reasoning behind the invasion. But here we are again, in yet another feud- Orientals looking down at Negroes and Negroes looking down at Orientals. And you can feel the rivalry in schools. Orientals and Negroes don't usually mix in schools, as each believe their own is better.

But when we do mix...

I look up at the small table of around 15 Orientals talking and keeping to themselves, then I look towards Moses' table of people laughing, enjoying themselves with no holding back.

It's weird... that when I think we finally have justice and power, I still feel bad for the way they're treated in school.

Snapping back into reality, I head over to math class and wait outside the door eating my lunch.

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"Fav." My eyes widen as I look at Melissa, shocked that she called my name.

"Y-yeah." I turn to her as our math teacher rambled on about algebra, which is literally the easiest topic of math.

"I overreacted last week, and I shouldn't have pushed you about not trusting Adrian just because of my past."