"M-My name is Melanie." I stuttered nervously. My palms, sweaty and trembling slightly. "Okay M-Melanie I don't care. What is your black ass doing here?" Brittany teased. I held my head down and looked at my shoe. "Cleo invited me." I mumbled. She laughed and shook her head from my response. "And you really think Cleo likes you Melanie?" She started to walk closer and and my heart raced. I have always been afraid of Brittany and her clique. Ever since the day they jumped me at the park. Am I afraid to be who I am? Am I afraid of everyone? Am I afraid of being in the skin I'm in...? 🚩 Hit that read button because issa new book! THIS BOOK MAY BE OFFENSIVE TO SOME READERS SO IF YOU THINK THE DESCRIPTION WAS TOO MUCH FOR YOU THEN YOU SHOULD STOP READING.