The Girl That Sat Alone

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"What is this?" I say to myself while holding A bottle that appears to be my skin tone. "Foundation? Oh yeah!" I put a little on my hand and rub it all in. I can see it covering all of my facial blemishes. I had so many pimples! And now, they are all gone. After my foundation, I get a little bit of brown eyeshadow, and put that on my eyelids.

After I was done with ALL my madeup, I change into my mini skirt and floral tee. Today was suposed to be cold, so I threw on the stalkings that Kelly gave me. I looked at meself and I couldn't belive it. "Im actually pretty." Bryce and I might have a chance to be a couple. But one problem, Sadie.

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"Hey Bryce, how are you?" I say in a confident manner. He looks at me and smiles. "Jamie, is that you?" He says kind of flustered. "Yes. Do you, like it?" There was a long pause. Desperately, I utter "Well do you?" He jumps back at the sudden change in my voice, then says "Hey I have to get to class, you should get going too. You don't want to be late to Mr. Pelks room." He laughed and walked with me to the class room. He barely said a word on the way. But, he did glance at me every few seconds. As akward as it sounds, it wasn't. But sadly, I know why he is doing it. There was only one answer. Looks. Are looks all that matter? "Thanks for this." I said leaning on the door frame. "For what? All I did was walk to class." He said while holding a deep stare into my bright smile, wich faded into a embarrassed straight face.
What do I say now?
I thought. "Are you coming?" Bryce said dazed. I hummed a reply and walked into the gloomy classroom, and sat carlessly on my boring seat. Then, I banged my worthless head on the desk, ignoring what people may think. "Psst, Jamie." Someone said while tapping the top of my neck. "Yes?" I groaned. "You know, Bryce is staring at you." Candice said chuckling. I sprung up, and looked Bryces way. There, I saw him lookimg right at my forest green eyes. And I sat there looking at his electric blue eyes. They send chills down my back. "Oh Jamie, why are you staring at Bryce?" Sadie said looking as innocent as can be. "I, I'm not." I said choking back tears, keeping them from escaping my eyes. But I couldn't help the flow that seemed to be taking over my words. I couldn't speak so I walked over to the door, and sat outside the room.

I hate Bryce! I hate Sadie! I even hate Kelly for my ridiculous makover.

I knew I didn't really hate her, but I just couldn't stop the outburst of choking my tears and shouting untrue things. I knew it was childish, but I was in pain.