Prologue
I've always dreamed about being popular. You know,the popular girl with a perfect life, perfect parents, perfect boyfriend, perfect everything. I never knew though what really stayed underneath that pouty, bubble gum smile that always played and her lips. I probably would have never known, because, well, let's just say that I was a social wreck. Yeah, maybe it was my fault, but it just seems as if once everything goes well, something happens. Something bad. Anyways, shouldn't there be a best friend? Or someone I could talk to? Crush on the most popular guy ever; even though I met him before I knew that he was? Maybe, maybe not. So heres my life for you, which mainly started on the day I met him.
