Danesha

“Sometimes I pretend I’m in a music video. And that I have a backing group. And they’re always black, even though I don’t have any black friends, in real life.” After successfully managing to convince her Preston mates (as well as telling a teeny, tiny white lie to her dad) Danesha arranges a night out in Manchester. She finds the sickest club with the sickest music, and the sickest vibe. It’s proper, proper mint. Then she meets Her and Danesha’s whole existence becomes one big question mark. Because Danesha thought it was normal to feel like you don’t quite fit in, to like music that nobody else likes, to move your body in a way your friends can’t, and to not know anything about your mum and the island she comes from…