Some Will Like You As You Are......

I glided down the steps and out the door, Sadie trailing behind me. We entered Delilah's car, a pretty BMW that was shining, without a single flaw. "Wow," Delilah commented, "You look great, Eve!"

"You do too, Delilah," I replied. She really did. The name Delilah really fit her, with the way she wore heavy golden jewelry and gypsy-like clothes. Her makeup was always flawless, and achieved the smoky look models couldn't even get. Her hair was super thick and a dark brown that was almost black. She was amazingly tan, also, leaving many girls jealous. Today, she was wearing thick golden hoops and a dark purple dress that was shorter than mine. That was one thing about Delilah; she was a little... more inclined to show cleavage or leg. We both still loved her though.

We drove along, and the radio switched to Dex's hot new single, 'I Believe In You'. It was a slow song, and we softly sang along, careful not to drone out Dex's beautiful voice. I however, didn't sing.

"Why don't you ever sing?" Sadie asked me, still rocking along to the flowing music.

"I don't know, Sadie," I shrugged, "I guess I get a little embarrassed to sing in front of people. You know how I am," Sadie nodded. She knew what lengths I would go to, to avoid getting up in front of a classroom. Those prying eyes, the unending stares... I shuddered at the thought. I hadn't gotten up in front of the class since seventh grade.

"You might want to think about breaking out of that, you know," she said softly. "Even I haven't heard you sing. How do you think that makes me feel?" Delilah quietly switched off the radio. The car was filled with silence.

"I don't know, Sadie. I guess I'll sing for you soon," I said reluctantly, "I just hate the idea of people staring at you, judging you based on your appearance. I hate the possibility that someone will have a bad opinion of me..." A single tear ran down my cheek. I'm sure Peter hated me, and he was one of the people I needed to like me the most. Sadie pulled me in for a hug.

"There, there," she soothed, "that's just going to happen, Eve. Some people are not going to like you for who you are and that's something you'll never be able to change. But, I promise, for someone as likable as you, the people that like you probably far outnumber the ones that don't," Delilah nodded in agreement.