The Girl who wears Sweater

Thirty six / The lonely girl

You were with a beautiful girl next to you.

Laughing and smiling.

I felt insecure because she was drop dead gorgeous while I was not.

I don't know why I'm feeling this way.

She had wavy blonde curls that was in a waterfall braid. She wore a tight white tank top with a brown leather jacket, paired with a skater skirt and black boots. Her eyes was blue, like yours. Her skin was flawless and her legs was long and skinny.

Just like a model.

I was always wearing sweaters. My hair was always up but never down. My legs had a few cuts. My body wasn't fitted to wear tight clothes. I wasn't filled up like her.

Deep down.

I knew I was ugly.

But I didn't really care,

Until now.

You saw me and you ran up to me. You pulled me into a hug.

Hugs were suppose to be comforting. But all I felt was insecure.

You told me you were glad that I was back. I smiled back and excused myself that I needed to go to my locker.

But when I passed you, your friend had already catch up to you and even kissed your cheek.

I looked in the mirror and hated everything about myself.

My hair was in a mess and my eyes was dull and boring.

The thing is,

Why did I even care?

I left the washroom.

Dam..I kinda felt really sad writing this chapter. I've been really busy these few days so updates might be slower ;( I will try to update everyday though!