Chapter 2

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Name: Ashley Burnem

Age: 17

Birth location: California, U.S.A

Anything else, are you happy know! Sorry for my attitude it’s just, there is nothing in life that I should be happy about. Dad: died. Family: Poor. Siblings: 2 annoying brothers. Me: ugly, fat, dumb, lazy, annoying…etc. My one and only friend is a nerd, with huge glasses, who does not care about anything in life but school. For your information, her name is Bubo Fudge. I know funny right! We go to a school where we don’t belong; popular kids filling the halls, they are all pretty, smart, cool… but Bubo and I; we are not half as good. We get bullied every day, too. I mean, we are fat, ugly, nerds. I mentioned that I was dumb before; just so you’d know, I meant dump in anything outside of school and homework. I think the only reason I don’t have any friends isn’t because I am ugly, or even because I am a nerd, I think that I don’t have friends because; I am too boring.

Today was the first day of high school. I wake up at 6, go to the bathroom. When I finished taking a shower, I stepped out looked at the mirror, and felt tears coming down my checks. ‘Why do I have to be so ugly?’ I though. All I saw in front of me was some useless body; ugly and fat. My thought were interrupted by aloud knock on the door.

“Hurry up, you don’t have all day”, the person behind the door yells. It was my brother, Dan.

“Shut up and leave”, was all I said.

I quickly put on my bra and panties rap a towel around my body and hurry to my room. Once I am in I lock my room door. I then throw the towel on my bed and walk over to my closet. For some reason today I actually care about what I wanna wear. I think it’s because there is a new boy coming to our school today. I heard he was British and that his name is Harry. I kinda fancy his name. I look through my closet to find something that would make me look pretty. Something that could cover all my fat. After a while, I finally decide to wear my one and only skinny jeans, my gray jumper, a gray beanie, and then I finally decided to wear my gray vans. I went to the bathroom and straightened my dirty blond hair. I actually think that the best thing in my whole body is my eyes. I love how they are blue. I think that I got my eyes from my mom. I add a little mascara and lipstick, some conditioner here and there, and I was done.

I wake out of the bathroom, and walk down the stairs. Once I am down stairs I smell food; Pancake. Since when does my mother ever cook breakfast?  

“Morning mom”, I said as I enter the kitchen. Wow! She looks so happy today, I wonder why.

“Morning hun”, she said.

“You look so happy today. What for?”

“Oh nothing you should worry about. Why are you so dressed up?”

“Nothing just new boy”, I say kind of blushing.

“Since when do you ever care about boys?”

“I don’t know, it’s just… I have a feeling that he will be nice”, I say as I get my pancake.

“Okay”, was all my mom said.

“Mom, can I drive today?” I ask once I am done with my food.

“Sure”, my mom said and then throw the keys to me.

I waked out of the house and headed to the car. Opened the car door and sat in. I wanna look so cool today. I wanna make that British dude to notice me. 

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