Liza just woke up. It was a Monday and she could barely get out of her bed. As she dressed herself she took a look in the mirror. Her pink hair color has started turning into a peachy one, he collar bone piercings were poping out. She wore a black crop top that showed off her thin waist and boyfriend ripped jeans to go with it. She slipped on her red converse and took off to school. On her way she lit a cigarette and just started thinking about how her day is going to proceed.
Anxiety started taking over her again. She's broken many of her friendships over the last year and there were lots of people she just didn't talk to anymore. People were also talking about her. Judging her silently. As if the pink hair wasn't enough. Things were just so awkward for her, she just wanted to start over. But she was stuck for 10 more months with all these materialistic people who didn't care about anything besides looks and money.
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Teen FictionA story about Liza - Senior, peach hair color and a thin waist. Learn more about her past filled with drug abuse, sex, heartbreak, bulimia and broken friendships. Is she better now? Will she go on the wrong path again? Or maybe something unexpected...
