THE FIRST THING I THOUGH when I looked in the mirror was "plain". I was so plain and so normal.
No make-up, no amazing features. That was me, I had dull brown eyes, a button nose and brown hair.
The second day of school was at its beginning and I stood in the girls bathroom looking at myself in the mirror.
As today was National breakup day, there were so many girls in the bathroom with me,because every second Thursday guys decided to breakup with a girl and then the girl came to the bathroom and cried.
Walking out of the bathroom, I decided not to look at the poor souls crying.
The grey halls weren't empty, they were quite full of guys and some girls who weren't dumped. The teachers were walking around the halls looking at them.
I walked over to my locker and saw my friend, Nickolas. He was standing in front of his locker scrolling through his phone, probably looking at girls as he always did.
He was a well-known playboy, who looked like a Greek god, with the mousy brown hair and the hazel brown eyes. And he liked girls a lot.
He looked at me when I opened my locker and then decided to walk over to me, he held his phone up to show me something on his phone but I couldn't see a thing on the screen, because the screen turned black.
"I can't see, Nick." I said gesturing to the phone's black screen. He saw and touched the screen, he then turned the phone back to me.
It looked like a news article from the school's communicator.
This years popularity contest is here, it's time to vote for your next senior Queen and King ! The voters know the drill, but The Juniors will receive the rules. If you want to compete in the competition, go to Miss. Bellum's class and get your sign up sheet. Let the annual Popularity games begin !
This entry was written by your well known author :
Alexis Brown.
"No." Was my reply as I started walking away. I wasn't going to do that, besides I wasn't even popular. I would make a total fool out of myself.
"Come on please, for me. I will buy you ice cream for the next month. Every single day."
"What type of ice cream ?" I asked, he knew me so dam well.
"Any flavour, every day I will buy you a tub of ice cream, starting today if you agree." I have to admit that pulled my leg a little bit.
"What are you getting out of this ?" I asked him, suddenly wondering why he wanted me to do this so bad.
"Nothing, your just sad everyday. You're always so sad, saying that your so ugly and stuff and I am going to prove to you that you're beautiful." He scratched the back of his neck waiting for me to slap him, but I didn't because I knew that, that was the truth.
"Deal, I will do it"
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Becoming Popular
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