Perfect.

She was the definition of perfect- Long, blonde hair. Crystal blue eyes. Long, dark eyelashes. Skinny. Popular. Me- I was the opposite, with my long, thick, unruly dark hair, hazel eyes, and eyelashes that didn't want to curl, and stuck out straight. I was a misfit, an outcast. One of "the weird kids." Being a new student didn't help much either. It didn't help at all really.