Artificial

Chapter 2

                                                                             Chapter two

Students pushing and shoving making their way through the crowds, in a narrow hallway. I can't believe that the majority of students here are alluring. Why am I even here? I don't belong here, at all. I don't fit in anywhere! I'm just going to pray that this year will be good and that this year, will be the most memorable year of my life. 

I'm just totally sick of being me. 

Right now, i'm searching for my dorm. I'm quite nervous since I'm not sure what to expect. Once I enter that dorm, who knows what's going to happen? Maybe, i'll come across the most diverting people of my life. Or, maybe the worst. 

After few minutes of rummaging the hallways, something captures my full attention. 

There it is , number '22', black printed and written in bold on the freshly, varnished wooden door. I inserted the allocated key and slowly twisted it at an angle until, I heard the click. I slowly rotated the door knob and slightly pushed it forward. 

Another surprise? 

Are you serious? 

My jaw slightly dropped at the sight of two beautiful girls, examining their faces in the mirror as they're perfecting their make-up with various cosmetics. 

Since when did I become lucky? No, no. I must be dreaming. This can't be happening. 

My self-steem dropped a hundred feet below ground level. I can't believe what I was seeing. It was like looking at real life barbie dolls. It was quite appalling but at the same time compulsively interesting. 

Once they were aware that i'm right behind them, a tall blonde figure turns around to face me, along with the girl beside her. 

No, no please, don't look at me. I'm nothing but a nuisance. My appearance will disrupt the function of your eye sight. 

I can't stand people looking or staring at me, even when I look like this. Yes, I could have decided to wear make-up or something fancy but i'm average, remember? I think average. I'm not the type of girl to wear a stack of jewellery or even a large capacity of make-up but those girls, are the total opposite of me and i'm the total opposite of them.

They both scan their eyes up and down my figure and glance at each other then they look towards me and half smile. 

Great. You can already tell she hates my guts.

Their smirking facial features already showed the dissapointment. I can't blame them, I don't like what I see, either. 

This is the worst.

For the whole year i'm going to be sharing a room with these two most flawless girls i'll ever come across. 

Why, why, why? 

Someone please just murder me, now. 

I thought being with the worst people in the school is repulsive but actually being with most attractive people in the school, is also repulsive. My self-steem drops a little more everyday, when being in this room with them.  

They hesitate to speak as they are at loss for words. 

"I'm guessing that you're our new roommate?" The tall blonde girl with a skinny figure, asks. She raises an eyebrow. 

What do I say? Oh, right. I reply with a simple answer. 

"Yes, I-I am." I stutter.