Hi, it's me.
But is it really who I am? Sara. A girl who wears crop tops & mini skirts . Well I guess that's me from now on.
How do girls do this?
How do they not feel naked because they are showing their stomach and their legs. It's so uncomfortable. I just want to grab my over sized t-shirt, flannel and baggy pants from my locker (I keep spare clothes incase someone "accidentally" spills something on me).
"Hey"
I turn around and see no one other than... Noah.
"Hi..."
"Well...you look... Like those plastic girls"
"This isn't mean girls"
"Haha "
"And I'm nothing like those girls"
"Why do you look like them"
"I'm allowed to wear the clothes I want"
"But do you really want to wear them"
"For goodness sake be quiet with your deep shiz ok "
"Ok ok"
I storm of. I thought he would be that guy that would let me do what I want. And I'm not being angry. I'm probably the nicest person here. I think so anyway. Ok fine I was harsh but that doesn't get rid of the fact he was bugging me and keeps asking me why I'm changing and why I do stupid things like change myself for other people and....
OMG
He was helping me. And I was being a brat like the others
Since when did I change for other people. Since when did I need to change so others can be happy. This doesn't make me happy. This makes me feel ...ugh.
Thank you Noah.
Writing the next chapter going to write more cause I didn't update. What's going to happen next ?
Read the next chapter;)
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Complicated
Teen FictionThis is just a fiction story it's not real (set in America ) Freshman Sara Cole travels from England to America to get away from the bullies but she knows there is only going to be more but thats not the only reason after a break up between her par...
