From Nerd To Beauty...[slow updates]{unedited}

School? in other words Havoc.....

Ryvelle High School. The only place where teachers are the bullies, the Principal helps clean the classrooms and where Janitors are our Gym teachers. 

And Meanwhile in reality....

Ryvelle High school is still not your average High School. Cheerleaders are smart, Jocks get bullied on and Nerds rule the school. I'm dead serious. 

The late bell rang once I entered the gates. I silently locked up my bike to the bike rack and tried going into the main doors unoticed. I avoided all the glares peircing through me at the sudden quiet hallway. I unlocked my locker and grabbed my History book along with my binder.

The second late bell rang and Principe Beuregard started walking in the hallways, holding a magaphone.

"Everyone off to class, chop chop" She said into the Megaphone. The students started scrambling around. She eyed me with distaste as she raised an eyebrow. " And who are you?"

"Carter, Ryshelle Carter Ma'am" I ganced up and saw her disbelieving eyes.

"whatever, classroom now, or detention"

I scurried down the halway and took a left at the end. I knocked softly on the classroom door and went inside. 

I ducked my head and muttered a 'Sorry I'm late' and walked quietly to my seat. Feeling the scrutinizing gazes around me, I ducked into my hair, using it as a curtain.

"Are you new?" Ms. Hillongton asked me. I shook my head. "State your name" She said unconvinced. I stood up and fixed my hair to the side.

"Ryshelle Carter Ma'am" I said, jutting my chin out. Ms Hillongton's eyes widened , she glanced at me up and down before gulping.

The classroom grew quiet from recent chitchatter. Everyone's gazes are on me, taking up my whole appearance. I sat back down and opened my History book. In the background I can hear tapping on phones, tiny ringtones and little chitchatter..

I was copying the lesson when  heard the Devil growl. I looked up and ound the one and only Nancy Beuregard.Also known as the Council President and the daughter of the Pinciple. She stood infront of me, iritating me more.

"Nancy, what do you wannt now?" I said, annoyance clear in my voice. She slammed her palm against my desk, startling me and the entire class. Even Ms. Hillongton looked suprised. 

"I came here to say that you probably should return to being a nerd than a wannabe model" She sneered.  "If you wanna keep your reputation that is" she left with a triumphant smirk. My jaw dropped to the floor. This is just not right...