Queen of Wakanda

Chapter 1: I am Beautiful

mholweni (That means hello in Xhosa)

I am Jamila.  My father named me that. It means beautiful.

I am beautiful.

I grew up in a place called Wakanda. It is the most beautiful place I've ever seen. And the only place I ever seen.  Here is my story....well more like how it started

Mama: JAMILA!

"Yes, mama" I say as I make my way inside with fresh corn.

We live right out side of the kingdom. My mama and I are farmers. We put all of our fresh foods on the market and give free food to the poor. My mama and I always give food to the poor since we don't have money ourselves to buy actual food or a five star meal.

"The king is having a party tonight because the prince is looking for his future princess and you need to go."

"Mama, I can't do that. I have nothing to wear and not only that I don't know anything about this party or the kingdom, don't you think it's last minute?"

"I will make you a dress my love. All I ask of you is to go to that party and have fun. Why don't you take Zatia with you so you won't be alone."

Zatia is has been my best friend since we were 5. Her family also lives on a farm but she is always in the kingdom.

"Ok, fine I will go, and only to make you happy."

" Yes! I will start on the dress now"

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"Wow mama. This dress is amazing!"

"Thank you. I think that the-

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM

My mother and I shared a look  but it instantly went away once we figured out who it was.

I opened the door to see...

"Zatia, can you stop beating on this door like that before you break it down. AGAIN" I said to her in a jokingly way

"Sorry." she said as she laughed.

(That's Zatia)

"Oh wow, you look beautiful. Are you ready to go?"

"Yeah. Bye mama."

"We are going to be late." Zatia screams to me

"Why are you in such a rush to get to a party?"

"What? No, I am in no rush to get to the party. I'm in a rush to get  my prince." she says with a smirk.

"Oh,God. What did I get myself into?"