As I looked over at her, it struck me how beautiful she was. Her hair was blowing carelessly in the wind, a halo on her head. I had the oddest impulse to reach out and touch. See if it was as soft as it looked. Her lips were curled into a soft smile that radiated warmth. I wondered who or what she was thinking of and my heart skipped a beat imagining her smiling for me. 

It's crazy how i never noticed how blue her eyes are. Or how her laughter sounds like summertime. It's strange how I never really looked at her. And suddenly i couldn't stop staring.

Chasing Sunshine

I flopped onto my bed, groaning. Sunny tossed her bag onto the floor, pulling for her hijab and blazer off. I scrolled through Instagram, liking random posts and sighing when I read messages sent to me by people waiting for me to update Bleed Me. 


I looked over at Sunny who was standing in front of my mirror, biting her lip. Something dawned on me. "Sunny?" I called. "Hmm?" she murmured distractedly. 


"Why'd you ask me if I thought Viv was prettier than you?" she paused. Then she sighed "some of the girls at school were talking" she shrugged. I sat up, phone forgotten. 


"What did they say?" my blood warmed. Saahirah Wilson was by no means a push over. She could dish it out right back at you. But if you made comments about her appearance, she'd insult you right back and then go home and worry about what you'd said. 


14 • Beautiful