My Life
Makayla Davis is a gorgeous 17-year-old with a radiant medium-dark brown complexion, a slim 5’4” frame, and effortless charm. Her long, silky black hair — often styled in ponytails or braids — frames her confident, free-spirited aura. She loves streetwear and comfy outfits in black, white, brown, and pink, accessorized with a tiny nose ring and belly ring, small acts of rebellion against her strict upbringing. Born into a disciplined, high-achieving family, Makayla stands out as the black sheep. Her father, Detective Davis Roberts, and her mother, Attorney Jennifer Davis, have always expected perfection — standards easily met by her brothers, Malik, a doctor, and Micah, a law student. But Makayla refuses to conform, preferring to live by her own rules. Whenever her parents deny her wishes, her brothers or her aunt Nia Roberts, who lives in Italy, often come to her rescue. Behind her boldness, Makayla hides a tender, uncertain side. For months, she’s been in a secret relationship with Devin Wallace, the charming basketball captain who dreams of going pro. Their connection is passionate but risky, and one night — at the prom after-party — things spiraled beyond control. Now, alone in her bathroom after a quiet family dinner, Makayla stares at a positive pregnancy test. Her hands tremble; her heart sinks. She’s ten days late, and fear takes over. In a home where perfection is everything, this mistake could shatter not only her parents’ trust — but her entire world.“Media arts? Interior design?” Her father’s voice rose, sharp and disbelieving. “Makayla, be serious. You think you’re going to pay bills drawing pictures and picking out colors?”
Makayla crossed her arms at the dining table, her plate untouched. “People make careers out of it, Dad. You just don’t understand.”
Her mother gave a weary sigh, brushing invisible crumbs off her blazer. “Makayla, you’re too smart for something so—” she searched for the word, “—unstable. You need a real degree. Law. Business. Something that makes sense.”
She forced a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “Yeah, because being miserable at a desk is so fulfilling.”
“Watch your tone,” her father snapped, eyes narrowing. “You’re not going to waste your potential chasing nonsense.”
Her chest tightened. She wanted to scream that it wasn’t nonsense, that she wanted something beautiful, creative, alive. But her throat burned with a different truth — one she couldn’t tell them. Because what did it matter what major she chose, when she wasn’t even sure she’d make it to college?
She pushed her chair back, heart racing. “You know what? I’m done talking.”
“Makayla!” her mother called, but she was already climbing the stairs, fighting back tears. She shut her bedroom door, pressed her forehead against it, and exhaled shakily. Her phone buzzed on the nightstand. Devin ❤️.
Her stomach turned. He deserved to know.
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The sun was setting when she found him at Brooklyn Park Court, his favorite place to think. He was dribbling a basketball, headphones around his neck, tall and effortlessly confident in his gray hoodie.
“Hey,” she said quietly.
He smiled at first, stepping closer. “You okay? You sounded tense on the phone.”
Her fingers trembled inside her sleeves. “I need to tell you something, Devin.”
He frowned. “What’s up?”
“I’m… I’m pregnant.”
The ball slipped from his hands, rolling to a stop between them. His face went blank. “You’re kidding.”
“I wish I was.”
He took a step back, disbelief turning to anger. “Makayla, do you know what this means? I can’t have this. I’ve got scouts watching, my mom pushing for college. You can’t do this to me.”
Tears welled up. “Do this to you? It’s your child too.”
He shook his head. “No. You messed up, not me. Don’t call me again.”
Her heart cracked as he walked away — no goodbye, no glance back.
Under the fading streetlight, Makayla sat on a bench crying her eyes out.
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Love Island
Zaria Diggs never pictured herself under the blazing Mediterranean sun, surrounded by cameras and chaos. She had built her life around rhythm and resilience—her dance studio in Atlanta was her pride, her sanctuary, and her legacy in motion. Every polished mirror and scuffed floorboard carried the echo of her determination. But business had been slowing down, and the world didn’t always notice talent without spectacle. That was when her cousin stepped in—fiery, persuasive, and far too convincing—daring her to do something wild: join Love Island. At first, Zaria laughed it off. Reality TV wasn’t her stage; she preferred choreography to confessionals. Yet, the more she thought about it, the more the idea twisted into something tempting. It wasn’t just about love—it was exposure, opportunity, a way to turn her name and her art into something unstoppable. If people fell in love with her, maybe they’d fall in love with her movement too. So, with a deep breath and a daring heart, Zaria submitted her application. Weeks later, she found herself boarding a flight to Spain, a suitcase full of sundresses and self-assurance. Beneath the glamour and games ahead, she promised herself one thing: she wouldn’t lose who she was. Whether she left with a partner or not, she’d make sure the world remembered Zaria Diggs—the girl who turned a dare into destiny, one heartbeat and one dance at a time.
Famous
Peral (born Samira Delgado Peralta) is a 24-year-old rapper, billionaire, and one of the most influential young celebrities in the world. Born in The Bronx to a Dominican father and a Trinidadian mother of Afro-Caribbean and Spanish descent, she embodies a blend of cultures that shines through in her music and fashion. Peral first rose to fame on Instagram, where her short freestyle rap clips went viral for their raw energy and bold lyrics. Her unapologetic presence caught the attention of one of the biggest record labels, and once signed, her career exploded. Within a few years, she became a household name, with chart-topping singles and albums dominating global playlists. Known for her beauty and bold style, Peral flaunts long hair, statement tattoos, and a figure enhanced by cosmetic surgeries she openly embraces. She’s a trendsetter, fashionista, and twerk queen who sets social media on fire with every appearance. On stage, she’s wild, confident, and electrifying. Off stage, she’s transparent, funny without trying, and deeply connected to her family and fans. Peral is a workaholic, a lyrical force, and a cultural icon whose influence extends beyond music. While she thrives as a party animal and unapologetic free spirit, she’s equally known for being down-to-earth, loving kids, and staying true to her roots. Admired and fantasized about across all ages and genders, she’s built one of the biggest fan bases in the world—alongside an army of haters who only fuel her fire. Peral isn’t just an artist—she’s a global movement.
Against it
Palm Sittichai, a 23-year-old with soft curls, blue eyes, and dimples that could melt anyone’s heart, runs a small boutique called Tropical. Known for his beauty and kindness, he’s meticulous about his skin and fashion. Beneath his gentle demeanor, however, lies a deep bias—Palm can’t stand same-sex love and avoids anyone who identifies that way. Living with his 16-year-old sister, Pam, in a tiny apartment, he gives her the bedroom while he sleeps in the living room. Pam adores him but often challenges his stubborn morals. After discovering his girlfriend’s betrayal, Palm drowns his pain in alcohol at a bar. There, in his drunken haze, he meets Rit Chanonchai—the 28-year-old youngest self-made billionaire in Thailand. Rit, all sharp edges and intoxicating charm, with a sculpted body and confident smirk, is everything Palm claims to despise yet can’t look away from. Known in business for his fairness and control, Rit’s off-duty life is wild and irresistible. That night, blurred by alcohol and confusion, Palm flirts with Rit, drawn by something he refuses to name. One impulsive encounter leads them to a passionate night together. The next morning, horror and denial consume Palm. Furious and ashamed, he lashes out at Rit, swearing never to see him again. But Rit—curious, intrigued, and unexpectedly captivated by Palm’s mix of innocence and fire—refuses to back down. For Rit, this isn’t about conquest anymore. It’s about unraveling the guarded heart of the boy who swore he’d never fall for a man.
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