I was walking down the school hallway with my best friend Allison, I heard a few whispers like, "Ew" or "I can't believe she actually comes to school looking like that" The whisper were meant for me not for my outfit cause my sense of style is actually quite good, my face on the other hand.... Allison, my best/only friend heard them as well, she gives me a sympathetic look and whispers.
"Your'e beautiful"
I smile, knowing it's a lie.
We made it to our lockers when Krisana appeared, (not me the other Krisana, Krisana Rose) she smiles at both of us and greets us with a hug. I honestly wish I was just like her, she has it all, looks, brains, popularity and definitely kindness.
"How'd you do on the history quiz?"
Krisana asks, her beautiful smile never fading.
"100%"
Me and Allison say in sync, we were pretty smart on our own, but together we were geniuses. (the history quiz was in groups)
"Aw that's awesome!"
She cheers and highfives us both.
"How bout you?"
Allison askes. Krisana and Alison use to be best friends but they kinda just drifted apart when Krisana never came to school on her freshmen year. Like at all.
"Oh, same"
She shrugs her shoulders like it's no big deal.
"Great job"
Allison replies with a smile.
"Well, I'll see you girls aroud"
She waves walking in the opposite direction.
"I wish I was her"
I huff as I watch her walk down the hallway.
Allison looks at me and scuffles my hair.
"Your perfect"
I roll my eyes, and give her a hug Just as the bell goes off. Looks like my last period is a free period, so I decide to leave this prison called high school, go home and hopefully get a little extra sleep in.
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"I'm home"
I yell Once I get home and head straight to the kitchen where my aunt is.
"Hi beautiful, how was your day?"
She greets me feeling for my face.
She's blind.
No literally, she's blind. She lost he sight when she was about 10 in a car crash, It's sad but she's getting donor eyes in about three weeks, so she'll finally get to see how not beautiful I am. Considering that's what she always calls me.
"Crappy. And aunt, how many times have I told you I'm not beautiful"
I reply kissing her temple.
"I'm going by what I can see, which is your personality and beautiful, that's beautiful"
She envelopes me in a warm hug resting her chin on my head.
I love my aunt, she's all I have left since my dad vanished, I just like to think that he left me and my mum gave me up, when I was 14. And would you look at that, just about 4 years later and my mum hasn't even sent me a card. Not that I care, I have very little memories with her she was always so distant. But my dad on the other hand....
"How bout I make dinner tonight?"
My aunt suggests, and I am just a little bit confused.
"Um, aunt I don't think that's the best of Ideas plus I'm not hungry. But if you want I can help you make you somthing?"
I add another suggestion.
"Oh, no it's fine dear, you go get your rest"
She replies and I give her one last hug before heading to my room.
"Call out if you need any help"
I shout once I'm up the stairs.
I hear a faint 'okay' and quickly rinse off in the shower, after throwing on pajama shorts and a singlet I collapse on my bed and drift off to a deep sleep.
