FINDING DORY

chapter Three

Chapter three
Dory.
"don't even try it, don't even think I'll ever consider it" I seethed and turned over to the other side, facing the wall.
Fatima stood by the other side of my bed laughing. This girl was really not taking me serious.

  "Omo nothing you say is going to convince me from leaving you alone and besides the girls will be here anytime soon." She said placing her make up box casually from the dressing table. She walked up to the wardrobe and flung the doors open. Scanning and pulling clothes, bunching them in a heap all over the floor why hastily going through my wardrobe.

I glared at her back and took in the short red halter dress that she was wearing, that stopped few inches below her butt. Her blonde braids cascaded down her back. Fatima was fond of wearing Ashawo clothes and by ashawo clothes, I mean clothes that were ridiculously exposing. But who cared anyway, she had the body and the confidence to rock. I sighed heavily and returned my gaze stubbornly to the wall, sadly, this wasn't something I could relate with.

  I was under the comfort of my warm blanket, with my coffee and my book, only for her to noisily barged in, stomping into my room like she owned the place. I was willingly ready to over look that until she was up in my face demanding that i dress up for a party she and the girls were going to. What the actual fuck?!

  School was already enough, torture on it's own and I was already on the border of anti socialism. I wasn't open to relating with anyone apart from my girls. A party??? How on earth was I going to survive there? I was pathetic at socialising with the outside world. She knew that. Or at least I thought she knew that because she's blatantly demanding that I go.
" found the perfect fit!" She flung a bunch of clothes at me excitedly. Her gidiness irritated me.

"I told you I'm not going!" I snapped at her, hoping that my malicious glare could at least break her and make her finally subject to my no, but she simply laughed. This was Fatima, who couldn't care less, neither was she intimidated by my outburst. 

"Dory, hurry abeg, I want to do your make up before the girls arrive. Time is running" she sat down beside my vanity mirror. Waiting for me patiently, casually scrolling through her phone.

  I sighed and slumped my shoulders in defeat. Reluctantly stripping from the clothes I wore into the clothes she gave me.

I grudgingly admired her outfit choice. It was a sleeveless black body suit tucked into a body hugging ankle length silvery colored skirt with detailed fringes at the side. She smiled in satisfaction and waved her hand for me to sit down. I sat impatient, letting her work her magic on my face and watched as she decorated my short braids with cowries and rhinestones, gelling my edge's to perfection and adorning my ears with oval shaped hooped earrings. I'll admit, I did look good.

  She did something that lifted my cheeks and lengthened my lashes and my lips appeared more pouty looking, heavily glossed to perfection. She hastily typed away something as she flung a pair of the latest version all stars converse, signaling me to wear them.

" The girls have been waiting in the driveway since. We would have been done since if you weren't so intent on wasting my time" she rolled her eyes and smiled.

" Well, If you had just taken no for an answer, you would have gone in peace" I hissed and took my dolce and gabbana purse from the racks that held so many other bags.
She laughed and held my hand, dragging me down the stairs and steering me into the direction of the driveway where Kristen's open roofed range rover was parked.

  Kristen whistled laughing.
" You're looking like a snack Dory, ah ah". I smiled and said nothing as the rest of the girls eagerly complimented me. 

  Kayeemah looked at me over her glasses, playfully wiggling her brows. She was dressed in a dark blue body suit, that clunged to her like second skin, pairing it up with silver jewelry. Fave was dressed in jeans and long sleeves crop top that exposed little cleavage with her Pink timberland Boots crossed casually over car door, ummi was dressed in a shorts and a big tshirt. Her hair graciously packed up in a bun as she excitedly kept babbling on about how great I looked.

" Where's Rii?" I asked noticing her absence.
Kristen laughed "did you really think she would come? Her dad had service in church today, so she had to be there. Or you don forget say she be pastor pikin?"

  Fatima laughed. It was true. Trust Rii to miss delibrately miss things like this, she took her faith and her commitment to the church a little bit seriously.
"El just texted me, she's at  Jeffery's house, waiting for us" Fave murmured as she speedily typed away on her phone.  We all settled in . The girls excited singing along to the song blasting through the radios. Ummi squealing and yelling the lyrics without shame and fatima flailing her hands in the air carelessly without caring. The energy of my girls were contagious.

  Gradually the tension in my shoulders loosened as I joined them, laughing at Fatima's horrible dance moves and ummi's terrible singing. I wished I could feel like this all the time, happy, without boundaries, without a care in the world, surrounded by the people Iove and the people who loved me. I desperately held on to the feeling on glee that spread evenly across my chest, giving Into my laughter.

Laughing away my anxieties and my worries about fitting in. With my girls, there was no barrier, no second thoughts, no urgency to impress but that was until kristen pulled infront of Jeffery's mansion and uncertainty hit me with a heavy blow once again!

The happiness I thought I felt left me in less than a second and I was overcome with dread.

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