Drawn To Love

Chapter 1

Kendall Randolph

Imagine . a world of natural beauty . A world were people fell in live with you because they saw the inner beauty. We're people saw the real us .

A world were men went to the gym to get those abs all women adore , which in fact I didn't , seeing the same thing all My life has made it normal rather than attractive .difference . a world were women looked different without makeup on . Difference.

Where not all women were the typical , long blonde hair , blue eyes , and tan skin. that described me . I had dyed caramel hair which was normally black , my parents made me dye it since they forbid me from drawing my body.

I was consumed in my fantasy when a loud ring filled ears and diffused my train of thought .

Great.

I had been so distraught that I hadn't gotten more than twenty words on to my exam .

The topic was purity , my teacher was so sure I was going to ace this because I was one of the only purist family's in my town , so stereotypically I knew everything about purity .

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The hallways were crowded . People

Shoving and crushing me into walls .

Quickening my pace I Tried squeezing through , between the wall and this boy . He had dark black hair and green eyes , he was quite tall but none of this was him.

I remember him in the 8th grade . His name is Christian Lavasco , he use to be like 5'1 and very very heavy . His eyes were dark brown and his hair was actually red and curly. I always tried to converse with him and make him feel like he had someone to talk to but he was snappy and rude .

He came back after 8th grade summer , he'd "grown" or in technical terms drawn himself a ft taller . His hair had magically turned black and he was so fit .

It almost sickened me .

How can someone be okay with changing everything about them selfs.

Christian looked down at me and snorted before sticking is foot out in front if my stumbling frame , my body

Shifted forward and all of my books slid across the floor , and metallic tasting liquid flooded my mouth as my face plunged into the ground .

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"Do you need a pencil?" A girl in the mirror beside me asked .

"Oh , no thank you " I replied quickly while examining the swollen bloody gash across my lip . It was hideous . I Fumbled through my bag for my powder , looking like a raging mess when I finally pulled the powder out . I pried the top off so violently and impatient the powder flew onto the ground smashing Into hundreds if tiny little pieces .

I screamed at the top of my Lungs . In my head. The girl watched with sympathetic eyes as she paused from drawing her hair a lighter shade of blonde. Slowly she walked over to me taking the pencil and placing it in her free hand .

" Hm , I can work with this " she mumbled to herself

What was she talking about ? was she insane! no I don't want you to 'work with this'

" Oh no. I don't do art and I don't think I want to"

She completely ignored my snide reply and tugged at my bottom lip , flipping her pencil around and erasing my 'injury' . It tickled at first and then it almost stung as she began to sketch onto my lip .

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"Done" .

I looked into the mirror and was Astonished to see my Lip a rosier shade of pink and fuller along with bust free.

"Do you like it" she asked in reassurance.

I wasn't sure what to say except "wow" . It came out as more of whisper but it's all I could feel . wow.

"My name is Amanda by the way" she said grinning In pleasure at my expression to her art . I hadn't seen her around school before but really I hardly recognized anyone because once I got to highschool everyone took art lessons for an elective to boost their beauty . Everyone was constantly changing , especially my bestfriend Emily . The only way I recognized her everyday was her Hair in which she never touched . She took pride in her below the waist long hair , it was kinky brown hair shed been growing since the first grade . I'd never see kinky hair that long . I was the only one who hadn't changed ... until today.

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Me and Amanda were walking down to the cafeteria when something suddenly caught her eye .

Or someone?

It was Daniel Hartford . He looked exactly like the olden day chace Crawford .

"Ugh he's so gorgeous" she whispered to me .

"Hi Daniel " she purred as she posed like she was in front of a camera , I'd never even really seen him but I didn't need to to know he was gorgeous . But I wasn't sure he hadn't been someone last week so I wasn't sure if I hadn't seen or met him before.

He was very very b

Very handsome though . Did I just say that? so 20th century . But just because he was good looking doesn't say anything . He probably was a very good artist who was self conceited and spent his free time upgrading himself . I could only imagine what disturbing things boys drew if they were how you say 'small'.

Me and Amanda had lunch and got each others phone numbers , then proceeded to electolactisity studies .

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I was sitting in my room , distracted from my homework , twisting my pencil around in circles , tapping the eraser through the blue hologram that rises above my down comforter , contemplating if I should change who i am for what I want to be .Deep thoughts were coursing through my mind when I made a quick decision . I erased my whole chest.

My mind had Immediately flooded with regret . I never took art because I wasn't planning on changing .

I ran to the bathroom and crouched to the floor . I began to cry hysterically . with no idea what to do , I picked up the phone and dialed Emily . I couldn't tell my parents

what I had done .

I couldn't even admit it to myself.

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