In reality, being the average looking girl amongst the whole of my friends, is extremely tough. Especially because they get the smoking hot guys from the schools rugby team hitting on them. In my opinion, none of them are particularly striking but hey ho whatever floats your boat. As you can probably imagine, from all the complaining I'm doing no one notices me. Funnily enough, I like making out that it doesn't bother me, but then again I would be lying if I said it wasn't killing me inside. Whilst, my ever so lovely friends are out enjoying themselves, chatting for hours to their proper hot dates, I'm sat at home, falling deeper and deeper into episodes of America's Next Top Model, smothering myself with self pity.
Every once in a while, my mum makes an appearance at my bedroom door, to make sure I'm still alive, due to hibernating in my room for hours everyday. Expectedly, my mum knows that I struggle with confidence and tries her absolute best to make me feel so much better. She tells me everyday to not worry about what other people think of me, because I should always be myself and if boys don't like me because of it, then I shouldn't worry. Shockingly, I am not one of those girls that's obsessed with makeup, and getting all dressed up to go to the movies, and I'm especially not one of those girls that wear dresses and heels, I much prefer to wear checked shirts, ripped jeans and converse. Being comfortable is key for me, so going all out on an outfit seems daft.
Besides, I never get asked to go anywhere, that involves me dressing up anyway. Part of me likes to think that the reason why I'm completely unnoticed, is because of my height. I'm extremely petite, as I am only 4"11 and the smallest person out of my circle of friends, my hair is dark blonde and at a medium length, with a full fringe, I also wear round glasses. Along with most people, I would describe myself as a quite amusing character, I am known to be the entertainer of the group you know, the person that everyone laughs at and so on. It's almost heartwarming knowing that I bring happiness to their day, even if they're laughing at me or not.
St. Mary High is the school that myself and the majority of the people I know attend, for 5 days a week, all day for 6 hours. Many boys in my year are complete tools, so I try my best to not get caught up in their childish acts, even though sometimes it's a little difficult especially if your secretly really intrigued to know more about their snidy plans.
Colton Johnson is the biggest ass in the entire school, he literally goes from one girl to the other in a matter of seconds, it's like he's immune to feelings, as he doesn't give a shit about any of the girls he's lead on during his 5 years at St. Mary High, luckily for me, I can happily say that I have never been one of those girls and wouldn't want to be.
Charlie Porter is Colton Johnson's best friend, surprisingly he's the exact opposite of Colton. He doesn't go from girl to girl, and he cares for you like a real man should. Throughout my years at St. Mary High I have had a number of conversations with Charlie and he's a really nice guy, definitely boyfriend material. As it's the month of our summer break, Charlie has been sort of distant and I haven't seen much of him at all, but now summer is coming to an end, I can look forward to catching up with him in Math class, tomorrow morning.
Hi guys, this is the first chapter of my new book Only You, I hope you like it! Please vote and comment, and I shall update soon :)
