The Separation Between Us

Grown Thick Skin

Stacy's eyes widened as soon as she rushed into her English classroom, she noticed the amount of make up the girls were wearing, she was concerned about wearing too much until now. Amber and her friends went all festive with their dark eyeshadow and the darkest shade of tan, hiding their natural pale skin. They all wore the same kind of light jacket but all different colored. She knew one thing for sure that she definitely stood out, being in the same room as them and she actually really liked it that way.

"What the hell is that?" Ellie asked narrowing her eyes down at Stacy while hiding the admiration of her beauty.

"You look like you're going to an interview." Amber laughed, folding her arms across her chest. If only they were educated enough to know that everything Stacy wore came straight out of a magazine.

Stacy frowned for a second But quickly recovered. She wasn't even thinking about how people would react while picking her outfit, all she knew was that she loved it so much. "Well, I like it." Stacy stood her ground then gave them a sweet smile. She smiled at them very often, ever since she found out that it bothered them, a lot. As a response, Amber and Ellie rolled their eyes and paced away. Stacy was glad that she said something instead of standing there like a coward.

"Why is Beatrice different from the majority of the women during Shakespeare's time?" Miss Noel asked the whole class while everyone else except for Stacy ignored her. She wore something that looked like a potato sack to cover up her ass. Well, who could blame her? Considering what happened last time. Instantly, Stacy raised her hand up to express the idea that was storming inside her brain. "Yes, Stacy."

"I think, what makes Beatrice so diffrent from other Shakespearean women is that, she challenged male domination with her sharp whit and her belief that women have a right to think for themselves, during a misogynistic period of time. It was difficult for women in Shakespeare's era to have an attitude like Beatrice's, which I personally find her charming and witty but during that time, people must have seen it as unpleasant. What I love the most about Beatrice is that, she does what she desires instead, of what people desire her to be, she is known as an independent women who doesn't need a man. Therefore, Beatrice is definitely portrayed as a strong character." Stacy exhaled all the thoughts that were bugging her head all along.

"Excellent! That's a brilliant answer!" Miss Noel praised, giving Stacy her biggest grin. Meanwhile, Stacy could hear Amber mimicking her already from the back. "Amber! Be nice... It takes a lot of courage for someone to speak out, in front of everyone like that." She ordered but Amber  just rolled her eyes at Miss Noel.

"Clara can I please borrow your perfume?" Stacy politely asked her from across the table. Of course, out of all the things, she had to forget spraying herself in the morning. Well, isn't that great?

"No." Amber fired, from behind as Clara grabbed her bag to reach for her perfume.

"What is your problem?" Stacy snapped, turning herself around after she grabbed the love spell body mist by Victoria's Secret and gently sprayed it all over herself.

"You're not using it!" Amber rebuked.

"Well, guess what? I've already used it." Stacy fired back. "Honestly, what is your problem? What have I ever done to you? Is it so hard to be nice?"

"You're so dramatic." Amber laughed "I haven't done anything bad to you."

"You're not being serious." Stacy hissed. Then instantly all the memories of Amber torturing her flashed in her head but she engulfed it away like the lump rising down her throat.

"Plus what the fuck is that outfit? You look like you're going to an interview." Amber teased but Stacy just shrugged it off. She couldn't care less about Amber's opinion plus that was the worst thing she could say about her outfit anyway.