The Real Me

Rose's Pov:

My alarm went off at 6:30 am to white noise. I trudged downstairs to the couch and fell asleep again. My mother called my name and I walked into the kitchen. I slowly chewed my bagel then went upstairs to get dressed.

I put on shorts and and a loose Mickey Mouse t-shirt. The shorts were too short and the shirt was too low cut.

This wasn't me. This is the way the populars want me to be.

I hate this so much. I walk down the street to school and people literally think I'm a hooker.

The real me likes to get Chai tea lattes, curl up in a little ball, play my guitar and read.

I was walking down the street when a red car pulled up next to me. Three tiny girls with push up bras obviously on told me to hop in.

"We are going to school right?" I questioned, remembering the last time we ended up at a boys house.

" Yeah, yeah." Ashley replied.

We pulled up to the school and I hopped out.

"See you guys later" I called out as we went our separate ways.

I despised those girls so much.
I can't to graduate. I only have 3 months until I leave.

For now, I have 4 days until spring break. According to Jess we have to go clubbing and get drunk.

Thats the only thing they seem to want to do. They technically can't drink yet but I can. I'm from Cork, Ireland. My family moved to America because of a job promotion. I was pissed.

My mom still calls me Wild Irish Rose like she used to. If you didn't hear me talk you might not know I'm Irish. I have wavy Auburn hair , and green-blue eyes.

I'm nothing special. I don't have long legs that don't touch, I'm not curvy and tan. I'm a spunky, 4'10, pale girl coming in at 86 pounds.

Everyone at school thinks I'm the happiest kid ever, while I cry myself to sleep at night.

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