I am natasha.
I am sixteen years old.
I have a dark complexion, and people of my area tend to call it black, although its really just dark brown.
In my area, if you are fair then you are pretty, if your skin colour is dark, then you are immediately considered ugly.
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Its been 10 minutes since I have been waiting at the bus stop.
'Did I miss the bus? '
I ask to my inner self.

Just then the bus arrives.
I hurry through the steps and get into the bus.

" What took you so long? "
I ask the driver politely.

"The girl there took too much time to get ready for school. "
He said irritated while pointing at the girl with a super short skirt that went just against the uniform guidelines.

The girl was none other than Saloni.
The most popular girl of our school.
With stunning deep blue eyes and shiny brown hair, she was the dream princess of every single boy in my school.
But all that princess looks were just from the outside.

"Yeah it was me who made the bus wait, so what? Can't this pretty girl take time to get ready for school? "
She said rolling her eyes.

All the boys in the bus replied with a dreamy yes.

"I didn't mean to offend you, I was just -"
"of course you can never get late, with all that dark skin of yours no wonder you can do nothing to enhance your face a bit, can you? "
She said smirking.
I said nothing and went to a seat that was empty, meanwhile the bus was filled with the laughter the students.

Like it is said, pretty says doesn't guarantee a pretty soul.

It takes 30 minutes in the bus from home to school.
It is called
The bus reached the bus parking area, everyone started climbing down once the driver stopped the engine.
I waited the bus to empty a bit, when I saw that it was less crowded, I decided to leave.
Just when I was getting down, somebody pushed me from the back and I fell onto my knees.
I looked back.

"Oops sorry, didn't see you there.
You black, the road black. "
Saloni smirked.
With that she left with her tiny skirt doing ocean motion.

Great the day couldn't just get any better.
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I am a science stream student with a biology combination.
Physics, chemistry and English are compulsory subjects.
Every student needs to have 5 subjects in total.
I have always been good in biology.
So I decided to take biology with maths.
I know its a difficult combination, but I'm not interested in computer software, nor I am interested in taking physical education.

When you are in 11th grade you need to stop slacking off and take studies seriously, although I have always been serious about studies, but this time the pressure to perform better is high.

But that can't stop me from taking part in extracurricular activities.

It was lunch time when my classmates were discussing about annual function.

"The theme for 11th grade students is dance" Seema said.
"And we have to perform a Arabian dance"
Divya added.

" Do you guys mind if I join this conversation, I would like to audition for it. "
I said while sitting on a near by desk

"You want to? "
Shivani asked.

"Yes, I think these two years are the most important years I would like to participate and make as many memories as I can. "
I said with a shy smile.

"Then definitely you should take part. "
She said and slapped on my shoulders.

Everyone was staring at me with a wide surprise reaction.

"Is that Ok with her taking part?  She will stand out, we all here are fair and if not good looking at least average, but she-"
Nandani cut her self off on seeing my sad face

" I mean I think its fine,  in dancing it doesn't matter how you look, its all about the moves babes, right. "
She tried to encourage.

"Yeah it is, anyways so the audition in on the 6th period, you can join us and audition. "
Shivani put her hands on my shoulder.

"I would love to, thank you. "
I said.

"Are we done with the discussion and the gossiping, bitches iam hungry, natasha do you have a lunch box? "
Poonam looked at me with hopeful eyes.

"Yeah i do. I will bring it wait a sec. "
I replied and went to my desk to fetch out my tiffin box from my school bag.
In Indian school students usually bring the lunch from their home and then share it with each other.

"Geez, How can you eat so much?"
Seema asked poonam.

"Just because you get fat, doesn't mean everyone else can. "
Poonam winked at her.
I gave my lunch box to poonam, and together we all shared food.

They are my school friends, or should say the only friends I have.
We are not close, but at least I have someone to talk to even if its related to some activity.

Its better than being alone.
At least.
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