Hook and Anchor

Hello, it's me

From a young age I'd accepted that I wasn't able to pass myself off as being cute and girly. My body wasn't petite and my eyelashes didn't quite flutter the way they were supposed to. My cheeks never had a "rosy glow", more of a blotchy-red when I confidently yelled out the wrong answer in class. Overall, I knew who I was and who I wasn't.

That's not to say I was some large troll monster thing. Perhaps I was on a Sunday morning after just waking-up, however for the rest of the time I was perfectly average. A plain Jane. I also didn't have one athletic bone in my body so being associated with the sporty girls wasn't for me. I was somewhere in the middle. My own personal purgatory of a not-so-adorable,lazy and general mediocre gal.

I think I would have branded myself as an organised mess. My caramel hair wasn't quite curly or straight, it was somewhere in the middle - a little unruly in parts - I called it my bisexual hair. My eyes were a pretty shade of grey-blue yet my eyebrows were so light they were invisible in overhead lighting. Freckles sprinkled across my body that looked like a splattering of orange paint and a big nose. Clearly I'm hot stuff.

Past my physical appearance, I was a walking contradiction. Bookworm that loved to entertain a group of people, insistent on having things in order but to others they were piles of randomness and confident yet embarrassed easily. Yeah that's me summed up.

I never thought a guy would truly desire me over the cute or sporty girls or even the goths - I mean you have to give it to them, they have passion - there was always someone better. That, of course, was until I met him. *Cue dramatic music*.

Maybe I haven't introduced myself correctly. I have a problem of rambling off the point so let's make this snappy. Hello dear reader, my name is Elizabeth Rivera, I'm (newly) 18 years old and a senior in Lake Oran High in California. I'm a feminist, animal lover, generally confused girl who has been single for 18 years (can you guess where this is going yet?).

You may sit back and relax because I'm going to tell you the greatest love story there is to tell. I'm messing, I wish my life was that cool.

Let's start from the beginning.
Roll the camera please.