Becoming Popular

A/N: New story :) yaay.. So this is just kind of introducing it a bit. I promise it will get more interesting so please read it and ask your friends to read it and stuff :)

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                                  Chapter 1

My name is Karina Jones. Nothing about me was special. To tell the truth, I was so positively ordinary it is almost pathetic. I did okay in school. I wasn’t smart enough to be a nerd nor was I dumb enough to be a bimbo. I wasn’t a model but I wasn’t ugly. I wasn’t cool enough to fit in with the popular crowd but I still had friends. In fact, I had wonderful friends who would do anything for me. I wasn’t friends with everyone in school and I certainly didn’t turn any heads or stand out. I was perfectly average. Just plain Karina P. Jones.

 Like I said, my life was not interesting. It isn’t an epic love story or a thrilling adventure. It’s not some kind of mystery novel and, as far as I know, none of my friends were vampires or werewolves. I just had  a perfectly ordinary, average and uneventful life. Basically, I was not the type of girl that could star in a block buster film. I liked to think of myself as more of an extra in the play that is my life. I didn’t need lines. I’m rarely acknowledged. But I was there nonetheless. That was, of course, until I decided to change that.

Like all clichéd chick flicks, I have a crush on the wrong guy. Well, don’t get me wrong, he is an absolutely great guy just completely unattainable. He has a girlfriend, you see. Unlike the films, however, she actually isn’t a horrible person which just makes the situation about ten times worse. So he’s not my best friend and we haven’t known each other since we were babies but we are friends

 Why do I like him? Well, that’s simple. There are many reasons. He can play the guitar, a skill that makes me weak at the knees no matter how odd or ugly a boy may be. He makes me laugh (a lot!). We have some stuff in common, granted we don’t have much in common but we do understand each other. Finally, just like many other girls, I find something incredibly attractive about a guy that is completely unavailable. 

Also, I have problems. Everybody has problems. My parents fight and soon my brother will be going away to college. We have arguments within my small circle of friends and we complain about each other.  I longed to be like the girls in the films. I prayed each night that I would wake up and be beautiful and popular and boys would fall at my feet. I vowed to myself that I would make myself become popular. I would choose my own fate and my own destiny. So, ladies and gentlemen this is the story of how I tried to get my happily ever after.

I am warning you, if you are looking for a romance like Romeo and Juliet or anything as action-filled as James Bond, then you are looking in the wrong place. This isn’t as bitchy as Mean Girls and it’s definitely not as sad as The Last Song. It is my story. My life. The story of Karina P. Jones.

So, here goes nothing.

I first made the decision to change about a year ago. I sat in Spanish class, looking up at the teacher and trying to pay close attention to what she was telling us about direct object pronouns. Not the most interesting thing in the world, I must admit but I liked Spanish. There were two girls next to me talking about what they did last weekend. Or who they did, to be more precise. I really didn’t want to know but I couldn’t stop myself from eavesdropping. Their lives just seemed so interesting to me. It was something completely alien to me, to be honest.

  They went out drinking and partying all night. They acted like total skanks. They starved themselves to stay skinny and they spent hours each morning on their make up to make it look as if they didn’t try, even though we go to an all-girls school.  I knew these girls were nothing to be jealous of. I knew they were going to be the girls that peaked in high school but I couldn’t help but envy them.

They had guys falling at their feet and girls wanting to be them. They really have it all. Although I know it is stupid. There was a small part of me that thought: maybe life would be better if I were like them. Life would be so much easier if I was skinny and popular and pretty. I wouldn’t have a care in the world and all of life’s troubles would disappear if I could just be like them.

It was that day, sitting in Spanish class, that I decided I was going to change myself. And, hell, not even I could have imagined how easy it was to change.  I was no longer going to blend it. I was going to get the guy and I was going to be the girl that everyone wanted to be.

 There was nothing that could stop me.

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Okay so I hope you guys like it and I would love it if you commented saying stuff that is silly or I could change but I know its only the first chapter so yeah :)