Perfectly Imperfect

91A

If you've ever made me smile during the course of this book, then this chapter is for you. I love you so much ❤️❤️❤️

So this chapter had to be divided into two. I wanted to make it a double update but that would mean delaying the updates till Monday or Tuesday and I really don't think y'all would have wanted that. So enjoy ❤️

Last Days at Crescent High

KUNMI

What happens when you've spent the last 72 hours in the company of the William cousins?

You become crazy, like totally crazy.

I couldn't start to say all the crazy things they've made me do.

I couldn't even believe that I was capable of doing every thing they've made me do.

We've been together since a day to the Variety Night making it even three days now and well...

Sophia Williams and Gabriella Williams had made me into a crazy girl.

They made me do a lap dance.

On a chair.

While screaming and shouting at the top of their lungs as if we were in the middle of some strip show.

Sophia had asked Gab to show us how she grinded on Alex during the Variety Night.

That one too had been so eager to comply and guess what Sophia did?

She asked me to watch keenly so I'd use it for future purposes.

I was supposed to hiss and look away, probably bury my head in my phone or something but guess what I did?

I sat back and watched with keen eyes.

And even when Sophia suggested that I practice what Gab just did.

I did it without the slightest bit of hesitation.

Like I said, the Williams Cousins have turned me into some sort of crazy and weird girl and daring girl.

I did not even believe I could believe I could do the things they've made me do.

I did not believe that I could be that daring and bold and....

I didn't even know.

Now, it was just an hour to Prom and we were all dressed up in our gowns and I don't see any reason why we weren't leaving yet but Sophia had insisted that we still wait so that we'll get there fashionably late.

Fashionably late.

Her make up artistes had spent hours, no, decades on our faces that my neck and shoulder were hurting so badly all in the name of getting makeup done.

If this is what models and media personalities have to endure everyday all in the name of making up, then I wasn't envious of the profession at all again.

Now, we were done and I was sitting in front of Sophia's vanity and staring at myself in the mirror.

And I couldn't stop staring.

At my own face in the mirror.

Ironic, isn't it?

Funny how just few months ago, I couldn't bear to look at myself in the mirror, couldn't even risk seeing myself in the mirror but now, I was staring at my own face and body in the mirror and I wasn't feeling the least bit repulsed about anything.