Tara's POV

They tell you that no one is different. Every one is human we all bleed the same blood right?. But why does the color of my skin a whole different  subject. I've grown up seeing black people murdered on Tv because of the color of their skin. They lie to us tell us we are the same like them yet people my skin color still get killed. Then they wonder why I hate my skin color. I'm the darkest girl in my family I've grown up seeing that the  lighter you are   the prettier you are that's the beauty standard even today in the 21st century they're not enough people representing my skin color my mom tried her best to show me my skin color is beautiful but society and what I've seen through my dark brown eyes taught me differently. Although we don't live in America. We live in the second most racist country people refuse to acknowledge.

England. Why am I not grateful?.  At least I won't get killed right?. So I'm thankful that I'm not dead ?. But why should I be thankful for something that shouldn't even happen to me?. Why should I be thankful that Slavery ended when it shouldn't of happened in the first place?. Why should I be thankful that I'm not the person in the video getting killed by the police because of my skin color?. Don't get me wrong I'm not saying all people in England are racist assholes. Just saying the majority of them are. My sister Kerri  has no problem with her skin color cause she's lighter than me therefore she doesn't have much problems. She  has better opportunities with dating and a lot of white friends boys always went for her because she was lighter than me and less ghetto. Even though I'm the complete opposite yet once again the color of my skin defining me. I've only dated one guy and he broke up with me because I was too dark for him. And don't say they're must be some black boys in my school  cause that's a  understatement. It's only me and my sister. Can't even put her in the same  category as me cause she's above me. She was also considered prettier and more attractive to look at compared to me with my darker skin. Although England isn't known to be bold with their racism it's still a country filled with nasty bastards. Let's go deeper into my life shall we.

I finally bring myself out of the thoughts and get ready for school.  Emotionally tired of the world and what it had to offer. I got up took a quick shower tried to find some half decent clothes to wear to school I wore a over sized shirt and some jeans I brushed my hair and left it there. My sister on the other hand was busy doing her make up and dressing up for her boyfriend and friends since they were going out after school. In terms of  my sister being a good sibling she's not. She's mostly cocky and rude we don't talk much. I'm cool with that since I'd rather be myself we use to be closer when we were younger but it changed since we got older her being fifteen and me being sixteen I guess she  let her ego being the best of her.

''Open up the door  Kerri I need to brush my teeth''

''Well I'm doing my make up so you can't come in until I'm done  just go and do something else'' her voice echoing through the door.

''Open the door Kerri I only have five more minutes and unlike you who has your friends  to pick you up  I have to catch the bus so open the door now!''

''I told you no!'' 

I was banging on the door just to irritate her that failed so what better than to curse her out.

''Open the door you self centered bitch!''

''Who are you calling a bitch?'' By this time I lost all my patience and kicked open the door She flinched her face covered in fear when I was beyond pissed  I brushed my teeth with her staring at me in shock while raising my middle finger in the air.

I finally turned around and said'' You need to stop being a selfish centered, self absorbed bitch  who only cares about herself you didn't even take the time or consideration for me but I forgot being a good person is hard for you to do''. 

I honestly hated my mom leaving me alone to get ready with my sister she has to leave home for her shift before we wake up which sucks cause I have to fight with Kerri everyday. She doesn't even bother to care about anyone except her friends, boyfriend and herself. I tried my best to shove myself from my angry thoughts and finally got the courage to leave for school. 

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After the bus ride with a few stares I made it to the hell hole itself Codrington High or shall I say Asshole high. Roaming through the hall ways lost in my complete and utter thoughts my eyes meet with my sister's she gave me an evil glare but honestly I could care less I'm usually a quiet, reserved person until someone interferes with me and my peace my sister knows this and she crosses so many boundaries that she shouldn't in a million years cross who takes an hour in the bathroom to get ready for school locking the door preventing me from getting ready unlike her privileged ass I have to catch a specific bus at a certain time or I would be late she doesn't even offer me a ride with her posh friends.  So while she's in her class on time like a privileged princess I would be at home struggling to get to school. That's why I consider her an inconsiderate, self absorbed B.I.T.C.H. Shoving my thoughts I lock my eyes with my friend Amanda. She's so sweet and humble everything my sister should be.

"Hey girl why do you look so out of it today put a smile on that pretty face after all we have Biology today''

I gave a sigh as she was right I shouldn't let the selfishness of my sister ruin my day .

"You know why my face is like this who other than my amazing sister''

She pulled me into a hug as I  laid my head on her shoulder with frustration.

''Why does that girl keep messing with you she knows she can't fight to save her life and she knows you have quite the temper''. She gave a light chuckle as she remembers all the fights I had with my sister she even witnessed that for self when she came to visit but that's a memory for another day.

''My sister just loves to push my buttons and she thinks that just because we're related I won't hurt her seriously but I will without hesitation''. Hearing the sound of the bell Amanda just shakes her head as I further tell her my frustrations. 

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Our Biology teacher Mr. Jackman was entertaining the class as usual and when I mean class I meant me and Amanda until  his thin pink lips said these words ''Alright class today we have a new student today his name is Nathan Forde so let's kindly welcome him to our school and our class''. I was honestly uninterested until my gaze met his. His gaze met my mine as I became nervous his eyes were beautiful and his stare felt like he was going to consume every inch of me he gave a nervous smile showing his perfectly white teeth. His wavy brown hair only contributed a small amount to his attractiveness his lips were beautiful, pink and full as a scanned him all of the girls were in complete awe and so was I. I shoved myself to reality saying he'll just be another racist, stuck up asshole as they all are. Mr. Jackman told him to sit where every and he sat next to ME. My mind racing as I dared myself not to look up at him.

Hey guys this is my first chapter enjoy sorry it was kind of boring I promise to spice things up as I get further into it I have exams so I'll update a little later but let me know what you think of Tara.