no pressure

1.Tashinga

Is it too late now to say sorry

Justin Bieber's sultry voice filled the danced studio , as I rehearsed my new choreography. This week we had to make a new video for my YouTube channel and it had to be amazing .

Coz I'm
Missing more than just your body

I watched as my body moved to the beat and with each step a new story is told. I'm not always so emotional but , it's something about the song that triggered my sensitivity button.

The song eventually ends and I pant hard whilst looking at the mirror . My mother eyes looked back at me . I'd like to believe that I'm pretty . My melanin is what I'm proud of the most . The skin of my ancestors . Sometimes I wish I could return home to my mother ...The problems were easier there. But here in America, everything is expensive . Food , clothing and water even....really.

School was the plan . I'd been accepted at The university of California and in a year I'd be heading of to Harvard medical school to complete my masters . I couldn't be more proud of myself .

Looking back at me ,I saw a brave girl . One that traveled far from her home country Zimbabwe to live her dream. But one cannot forget that amidst all the school , a girl still wanted to have fun , and what better place than than hot clubs in California . Celebrities literally walked in and out . Another thing is that you'd think after 4 years I'd have many friends , but no....I only had 2 . Jason and Isabella.

Jason was a proud lgbtqia member , flamboyant young man. He is hella intelligent and is perusing medicine like myself and Isabella . We all meet at orientation . He is of Jewish decent ,but you'd be surprised how supportive his family is . Not saying that Jewish people are unsupportive ..but from where I come from It's shunned upon to be gay. A real shame actually , men and women were killed because of their sexual orientation. He had blond hair that he loves to dye black , he's 6'3 ,lean and loves Gucci .

Then there's Isabella....A fiery curvy latina . She's the crazy in our trio . Standing tall at 5'6 and the body of a Kardashian ,she's the most outgoing .She's studying surgery . Unfortunately she's taken by her long term boyfriend Antonio ,an art major. They are goals , they immigrated together from Columbia and have been each other's backs for the longest time.

Then there's me . Tashinga ,a girl from Africa . I'm a bit tall I guess ...people usually compare me to Tiwa Savage . I guess you could say Bella and I have the same body shape but I'm a smaller size . I have dark skin and very kinky hair that is currently in box braids...Lord knows my hair is too much to handle. 

I'm usually a very confident person but due to recent events , I'm a deflated balloon . How does someone recover from been cheated on. I look at myself differently now  , I no longer see my skin as beautiful...or my eyes appealing . My ass feels flat next to hers and whether fake or not ,he chose it over mine . Damn Amber Rose look alike.

Tears now run down my face as I fall onto the wooden floor. Was I not good enough ?, is it because of my ethnicity ?.Do african girls not deserve love? I know what y'all are thinking ...girl he ain't worth it ,but it's just something about someone cheating on you that breaks you . Cardi b said it and I'm now looking ...literally ...at the  mirror different thinking I'm floured because he ain't consistent.

Muffled voices near the gym door , so I quickly wipe away the tears and scramble to my feet.

"Tashi ..girl why are you still here , I've been waiting outside " Jason says  walking toward me. I muster up a fake smile , but one thing I've grown to realise is that nothing goes past my best friend.

"Tashi...no man don't do that ,I know you were crying " those words get to me and all the sudden the floodgates reopen.

"I'm sorry..I...I just don't understand , was the sex bad...was it me   I..." I stutter . "No girl , it's all him . He's the one that's to blame not you . You're just giving him the satisfaction of seeing you cry " he explains whilst hugging me.

It's funny how I gave him the same speech , when he broke it off with Brandon last year.

Sniffing I smile genuinely " you think you're slick uh" I laugh softly ."hey ! I learn from the best ...come on I got the solution " he says picking up my bag and leading me out the door.

"Why do I feel like it involves a club" I cringe. It's not like I didn't like going out , but I just didn't feel like it. "Come on girl ..I heard Justin Bieber is making an appearance "  okay that sounds inviting , I've never met him but I like his music...Not all of it but some. I'm no where near a beliber but it won't hurt to add him to my list. Last week I met Quavo !

"Okay...maybe , but not for long" I say looking out the window as we near our condo. "Eeeee!!!" Jason sequels ." It's gonna be so much fun...oh we gotta get you lookin hot today so Biebs can get to his senses and leave that Bald chick " I look at him funny . I actual like Hailey . "No...none of that , they are prefect ." I defend.

"Uh hah " he say nonchalantly. "Whatever J you tripping" I say turning the radio up . Going bad by meek mill ft Drake comes on and in no time we start twerking in our seats.

«AN»

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