Boys, are confusing...

Chapter 1

I'm Zoë. People say I love myself but actually I'm quite self conscious about my looks. For example, my nose is approximately the size of Jupiter. I do try and fit in with the popular girls but sometimes it makes me feel like no one really likes me. Mum, Dad and dog aside. Oh an also Katie my BFFL (Best Friend For Life) and our FGS (Fantabulous Girl Squad) with Poppy, Rosie and Isobel. Sometimes I believe we are the only ordinary people in our school. Everybody else is either slaggy or nerdy weirdos.

17th February, 8:00am
I cannot move!! Mums screaming at the top of her voice telling me to get out of bed but I'm not listening. Perhaps I should get off my backside though and make myself look presentable for the hell hole. Sorry, I mean school. So I finally forced myself out of bed very sloth like. I sat down onto my stool and grabbed my foundation and squirted two and a half pumps onto the back of my left hand. Then I realised I forgot to dampen my beauty sponge. Could I be any more stupid!! I ran to the bathroom and switched on the tap. Me being me, I didn't tie my hair up at night like all the other girls in our year do so I had a strand of my fringe dangling over my left eye but again, me being me I tucked it behind my tiny ears then I remember I had foundation on my hand. I walk back into my bedroom to see what looks like a failed attempt at dying my hair. Shoot! Today isn't going as well as planned. Not that anything has been planned LOL!