Chapter 1: Happy Birthday

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All through my school life I had been bullied. I was always on the chubby side with frizzy hair and braces and glasses. I was picked on and harassed daily with my name Scarlet Waters used with profanity on every bathroom stall. The ring leader of it all was Bradly Everest. He was a middle and high school girls dream with his greek god looks. He had light brown hair that had that messy but gorgeous thing going on, his face that was structured perfectly, eyes that were a portal to the blue green sea, and his rock hard quarterback body. We used to be best friends and did everything together until middle school came and he was suddenly too good for me. I didn't go unnoticed on is radar though. Oh no, he made sure that every day of my life was a living hell.
Now at 21 I have silky brown locks, no braces, no glasses covering my blue eyes, and I made it my mission to get the best body I could so I would never be made fun of for it ever again. I have a fantastic college life. I go to UCLA and am doing surprisingly well in all of my courses. I guess having no friends in middle and high school really helped my study tactics. Bradly didn't go to college though, apparently he had some hidden acting and singing ability that has every female going wild. When I go to the grocery store he is on every magazine cover I see. My best friends Destiny White and Clarisse Underwood happen to be just a couple of Bradly's fan girls. The girls and I share an apartment so naturally I see their posters of him and hear all the gossip about him that they listen to on E news.
Today happens to be my 21st birthday and to celebrate my friends are taking me to one of the biggest clubs in Los Angeles called Drai's. I'm wearing a white lace body con two piece dress set that shows off my hard work earned body. On my feet I have some nude strappy heels, nude lipstick, perfect face contour and smoky eye, and my brown hair is in a ponytail but falls down my back in perfect curls. My friends are both wearing little black dresses that hug their curves with tall black pumps. As we pull up I see the long line and the nerves finally set in.

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