She was gossip topic of office leisure times, Whitney tried her best to forgo backbiters. What only mattered was her job and she knew continuing on calibre spoke for it, and just a colour couldn't cramp up her determined abilities but just sometimes the blues invade senses as to, 'Why me' but life reels go on and just pack of jokers can't take away what she meant to make out of her life, she had seen enough of grave days right from childhood that's the day she stepped out of her shell of protection taunts of kids calling names 'Blackboard', 'Black kitty' made her cry but she had been there and survived on all odds of her lives.

Hey, Whitney, are you coming at Annual corporate party tonight her thoughts interrupted by Jennifer Lawrence her only colleagues who used stand for her and didn't comply to colour discrimination and would speak for her at times frustrated.
Whitney replied, of course, sweety I will be there for sure, how can I miss the fun and moreover the director coming too right announcing the Diva of year and promotion list announcement, all excited can't wait and expect crossed fingers the beans spill and outcomes my name for a change, she giggled.
She left early and went shopping wanting look her best she chose for her black outfit just shaped well with her features but salesgirl made a narrow look to her, 'Mam I think you should try the white classy look collection they are too good and on sale shelf today.' She knew what was coming for her but ignored and just walked pass bill-paying counter and paid and left out.
Whitney was all set for making her kind of day and...