If only you knew...

Chapter 1.

I sat there and listened to my sister laugh with her boyfriend. My sister's name is Emily she's sixteen and beautiful. She's captain of the soccer team, the most popular, pretty girl in school and she was everything i ever wanted to be. My mother favors her and always says she's the perfect daughter. Why can't I be like her? Why can't boys chase after me and flirt with me?No, I get to be stuck with my freckles and flat hair.I take after my fathers family genes.We look exactly alike. For that reason im my dad's favorite. I hear my dad come up the stairs and know its time for school. I really don't want to go to school today. I did'nt mind for the past few days because Ashley was suspended. Ashley is the head cheerleader at our school. She always has something to say about me. Whether it be about my hair or my clothes. She always finds something. Her boyfriend Matt goes along with her. He is captain of the football team. The hottest guy in school, at least that's what everyone else thinks. I think that if people knew what he was really like they would change their minds. I hear my mom yelling at me to come downstairs and realize I'm going to miss the bus if i don't hurry. I run downstairs and fix my hair in the mirror. My sister passes by and says "there's no point your hair can't be fixed Miley don't even try." I decide to ignore her because i'm really not in the mood today. My mom yells "hurry Miley your going to miss the bus and i have a meeting this morning so I'm not going to drive you."I hurry out of the bathroom, grab my backpack and a granola bar and slam the door on my way out.The bus stop is a mile walk from my house and my sister wont drive me there so i'm forced to walk. When i finally reach the bus stop i realized i just made it when i see the bus pull up. I walk up the bus steps and sit in the closest seat available to the front. When i sit down immediately Thomas Robinson starts throwing paper at my head. I turn around to tell him to stop and he says " hey look everybody freckle juice wants me to stop throwing paper at her head. Isn't that cute that she thinks I would actually listen?" I turn around to hide my tears so that they wont make fun of me for that either. Finally, we get to school and for once i can't wait to get off the bus. I run off the bus to my locker like its safe there. I get my books for first period and hurry off to class before someone can come and bother me again.