Ash Dlamini hates living her life with her back pressed against the wall. She wants to step out of her colossal bubble and live life to the fullest before her 16th birthday.
When her friends find out that she has a crush on Mason De Lange, they wan...
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13: all these smiles
Dj Kuchi; Han_C - Rejection
' You said 'hi' to me then I died'
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I stared at the full length mirror with a monotonous expression.
I had tied my black hair into a ponytail. I always complained about how much I hated it. It wasn't chemically straightened nor was it an afro.
It was just hair.
Recently, it had taken on a brown colour which I absolutely detested. It looked like I was prancing in mud.
May couldn't go to the movies with Lungile and I, her parents told her that they were going to Limpopo for the weekend. I had no choice but to tell my mother the truth. I expected that I would have to beg her but she just told me its fine. Lungile didn't have to come with after all.
A part of me was suspicious but I believed her nonetheless.
The hard part about all of this was having to choose an outfit. I didn't know what to wear. It would have helped if I had a million outfits to choose from but when I stared at my closet - different shades of black, grey and white stared back.
I pulled out a pair of black leggings paired with a black, cropped top. The cropped top wasn't even cropped in my opinion because it didn't show my belly (which I was grateful for). I didn't have a flat stomach like a bunch of the girls at school but my belly wasn't visible.
It decieved people.
I grabbed my white, netted jacket and a pair of black vans.
I didn't put much effort into my outfit. I had worn it so many times that it became the outfit that I always turned to when I didn't know what else to wear.
