Chapter 18

"Chika." I smiled when I saw my other best friend. Her make up was on fleek. Her highlighter twinkling as always. She was an Angel though. The kind of Angel people mistake for bitches because they have the face of one and carried themselves like one. Even I used to think that she was one till I started to know he better. I've hardly seen anyone as good as she was.

A classic case of never judge a book by it's cover.

"Love of my life." She smiled patting the seat by her side for me to sit. When I sat she pecked me and I laughed. She was so sweet.

"You are so extra. Drama Queen!" I laughed rolling my eyes. I touched the place she kissed me to make sure she didn't leave any lipstick stain on my chick.

She had on blue contact lens and with her braids she looked absolutely gorgeous. Her lips were to die for small and well kissable, not like I wanted to kiss her though. She sometimes looked like a white. She was just as fair as I was and as thin. Though she was thinner, and I was taller and had bigger boobs than she did, but she wouldn't accept it. Very few times she did accept that my boobs were bigger than hers while adding that mine was just bigger by a few inches.

Oh well, it was bigger still.

"Yea right, you are the drama Queen. How do you see the lens." She asked blinking like a baby who was begging for a candy.

"It's very nice." I smiled.

"Sure?" She asked this time not smiling.

"Yes blue looks nice on you because of your complexion. Why? Do you think it's not nice?"

"Simon said it's not." She sighed flipping her braids. Her braids fell below her waist just like mine did, only hers was a more darker brown.

"I honestly don't know what Simon's business is with your eyes. How you could even ask him beats me. He's not important in any way. Like how does it concern him his opinion can go to shit!"

"I know right. " she smiled rolling her eyes.

I knew it was her trying to be confident again and that whatever Simon said got to her. It angered me. She was so beautiful and she knew it yet still managed to always feel insecure especially because of the freckles on her skin which were so beautiful to be honest I wish she knew that. It made her stand out, made her unique. I wished she would stop being insecure.

She always felt the need to get validation from others. Always wanted others to approve of what she wore or how she looked and it annoyed me. It annoyed me so much! I wished she could be confident, much more than she was already.

I used to be insecure about my lips too when I was younger I thought it too big and wanted it smaller but as I grew up it became what I loved the most about my body. So much that sometimes I took pictures and cropped out my face just so the picture will be only of my lips. Before, I would always laugh while taking pictures because I felt if i laughed people won't notice then how big my lips were. Well I did have a nice dentition and an even nicer smile so people thought that it was the reason why I always smiled while taking pictures. They didn't know of the insecurity I had about my lips and I didn't tell because they didn't need to know. To me insecurities are better left unspoken.

People used to mock me about my lips not that it is big sef, it was just full but then they wanted to mock me still. Well at least now they are a witness to the fact that people now do surgery just to get full lips like mine. I fucking love my lips now. Why am I saying this? I just hope that one day Chika will grow past the insecurity about the freckles on her skin and come to really love them just like I now really love my lips and I also talk much about how amazing they are.