Chapter 4 – Fridays

A glimmer of light sneaked through Yaya’s curtains, alerting the young girl that dawn broke across the skies and the night ended, allowing day to rule once more. No longer able to sleep, the girl got up from her comfortable, plush bed and she raised her arms high above her as she yawned quietly. Yaya flung her oversized sleeping shirt off to the side and waved a finger in the direction of her drawers containing her clean bras. The wooden drawer slid open, and a pastel pink bra floated over. A pink strap with lace ruffles looped itself on a slender index finger as she hummed her way over to the sink. Her arms slipped through the straps and her arms bent backwards as fingers brought the metal teeth to the catch, snapping the bra in place. The girl then lifted the underside of her breasts with the palm of her hand and side of her arm, sliding the underwire of the contraption over before she let gravity do as they wished with her flesh. Crystal-studded pins were pushed into her hair, pulling handful of bangs up and away from her face. Her hand twisted the hot water knob, allowing the faucet to dispense warm water into cupped hands. She splashed herself and washed her face with regiments made specifically from the certified derma-wizards at Apothecary. Continue reading