"Dear Angela Weaver, when are you going to realise that the world does not revolve around you." Kylie hissed through her tears. She then pushes me once more, before walking away. Janet followed soon after, not before mouthing a silent "screw you." I quickly wiped away the tears streaming down my cheeks and harshly rubbed my eyes. She was right, no one cared that I was black, that I was in this prestigious private school, that I was rich, no one cared about any of that. It was just me. My own stupid insecurities, arrogance and ideologies. Look at me now I'm loosing everything, because of something so selfish.