It's been 2 months into the school year, oh joy. Everyday just like the first, when I walk in, I get laughs. I go to my Algebra 2 class and hear "there's miss non-perfect over there" and a laugh followed. Being smart, I don't say anything. After Mrs. Dunhill was finished teaching I heard them again. "Does she know she looks like a hippo in those pants". "I mean, she looks like a rat". At that point I asked Mrs. Dunhill to use the restroom and took my stuff. Once I got into the bathroom all I could think of is "why, why would they make fun of me". Then it made sense, I'm not liked. No one liked me for my personality.
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The "Perfect Person"
Teen FictionAnna is a 16 year old girl, junior year at a private school. When one day Anna runs into a group of girls who thinks the way she looks isn't perfect. Until one day Anna met the right person....
