Antithesis of Me

Prologue

I've always been a bit of a rambunctious child.
Then again, my parents were hippies, so there's really no wonder where I got it from. Virginia was not exactly where they fit in, but they loved the environment. They also loved me, so of course I was named after the great state.
Virginia Burgesson.
Yes, yes that is my name. Yes, I know it's a little tragic, but I'm cool with it. I find that my name fits me very well, for I am a bit different from your typical 17 year old girl.
Now you're probably expecting,"I don't wear makeup, I don't flirt, I don't wear dresses, blah blah blah," but that's not really what I mean by different.
I mean different as in I don't see any weaknesses in myself. I see everything as a strength that can be utilized in different aspects of life.
I am different because my hair is naturally a caramel color with little highlights, while most people pay for this hairstyle.
I am different because little freckles cover my face, so I look like a pale ladybug.
Because I have small tattoos all over me because my parents believe in self-expression.
Because my eyes are dark brown, I am short, I am nerdy and clumsy and involved in every extracurricular.
I am different.
Simple.
I've always been outgoing, and I've never had any fears.
The world will take care of me just as I have managed to help take care of it, so I walk through life with the confidence that I will always be okay.
All this seemed to stay, even when my parents finally realized that they wanted to go to California.
Would I miss my friends?
Of course.
Was I sad?
Not really.
My main concern was how many opposites I would have, and how many of them would become my friends.