Rich Girlz Closet - Episode 1 The life of a common teenager. Wait! Scrap that. Im not a teenager anymore. Common, maybe, but Im almost a year over that. Being 20 is not that simple. As a kid you always waiting to grow up, having a car, a job to pay for your own stuff and sometimes being alone in your own upstyle apartment on the beach. But for me Azrah Mayet life is very different. I mean when I saw myself at the age of 20, I saw a working girl, studying part time, having my own car and off course having a serious boyfriend that was getting onto his feet so we could get married in the near future. Yet I sit here at the age of 20 with nothing of that sort happening in my life. From chopping and changing from one degree to another, I eventually left. I cant find a decent job because I dont have much skills. With this I couldnt buy myself a car nor could I buy myself the goodies of the century. Im the average tomboy, especially when I was in school, always playing with the boys soccer instead of making mud pies with the girls, no boys ever approached me to be their girlfriend because I was always one of them. So now you see how my life was a complete mess. I never had a boyfriend and when a guy did appear I didnt know what I would even say. On the other hand my sister Taskeen , she is beautiful, she knows how to dress, she even wears make up that enhances her beauty even more. She is petite always matching her shoes to her bag. She is a successful beauty therapist and has her own car. She is 5 years older then me but seems wayyy more advanced. She has a serious boyfriend Riaz. And a whole line up if he isnt that serious anymore. Everything seems to be served on a silver plater for Taskeen whether she wants it or not. Im not jealous of my sister. She deserves all that she has and she really worked hard for it. But sometimes just sometimes I wish for one second that I had her life instead of mine. But I guess Im me an in order to get to her I should also work my ass for it. *knock knock* I wipe my teary face and quickly clear my throat. Come in I whisper. Taskeen: Zra, Im invited to a cocktail party tonight. Wanna come? Whaaat my mind screams? My sister wants to take me to one of her fancy shmancy parties? I could never let this opportunity go.. Taskeen: Earth to Azrah waving her hand grabbing my attention. Me: But I have nothing to wear Taskeen: That should be least of your worries dear, Please make sure you condition you hair I try to let out a giggle. Although I hate when she insults me so horrifically. I could always fight with her. But then again our fights end up so badly that I wont be able to go to this darn party which I obviously need for some sort of a social life. I smile at my sister. A grateful smile that I sincerely mean. Tas, could you take out something for me to wear? Im gonna take a quick shower My sister rolls her eyes at me. Okay she says irritatedly. I jump up and give Taskeen a hug. I run of to shower quickly. The type of parties my sister attended was always upper class. With little snacks. It was a social gathering that all the high people would be at. Its just what I need to start a social circle of my own that I desperately needed. I rush out and start to blow dry my hair and off course I need to ghd it so it would sit perfectly. My sister had left already Im sure to change and get ready herself. I try to apply abit of makeup so i wont look like the help. After 45 minutes of sitting infront of the mirror. I could actually call myself perfection. I glanced at the mirror a few times before I was totally and completely satisfied. Taskeen, I shout as the house echoes her name back. I shout again. But no answer. I walk into the far end of the passage towards my sisters room. Tas? I say again. I knock on the door a few times. But no answer I walk into a completely empty room. A note stuck onto the mirror. Zra Im really sorry. Riaz phoned me the last minute saying he wants to come as my plus 1. Feel free to anything in my cupboard take R200 from my closet draw and have fun. I promise Ill make it up to you. Love Tas My heart sinks. The excitement fades. Operation makeover just ended up being operation disaster. I look into my sisters closet.I take the R200 note that was promised to me. And then I put on my sweats and a tshirt. I take a tub of ice cream, crisp and some chocolate. I jump onto my bed with my laptop and carry on watching Devious Maids. My escape! My phone beeps. One new friend request. Rameez Sheik Xx FS PLEASE COMMENT YOUR THOUGHTS ON THE STORY SP FAR, IF YOU HOOKED OR BORED.. Xx FS
Posted on: Tue, 29 Jul 2014 19:35:32 +0000
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