I'm Olivia. Olivia Justine Palmer if you wanna call me by my full name; which I'm not sure why you would anyways. Maybe you should know a little about me. Where should I start? Well....I'm a blonde, very dirty blonde though with slight waves and green eyes. I'm pretty average height ( 5"8").I am half British and half American. My mother was born and raised in England and then moved to America where she met my father (an American) and they had me. My accent falls between a normal American accent and British accent. I lived in England for my early childhood; from birth to 13 years of age. I now live in California and I'm in 11th grade.
Now don't get me started on my "school life". I'm what you would call one of those gorgeous, popular, and preppy girls, but actually I'm not. I'm more of a geek than a preppy girl. Sadly everyone at my school perceives me like a preppy girl and it seriously drives me up the wall! Everyone only looks at me for my looks. Isn't there something wrong with that picture?
On to friends. I may have tons of adoring "fans" at school but I really only have one true friend. My best-friend is Liz. She's one of the very very few people in my school that don't want me to be their friend just to gain popularity and look good. What the heck is the deal with this whole popularity thing anyways! She likes me for me and that's more than I could ask for.
But let's not talk on and on about useless information and get to the story.
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That One Guy
Teen FictionOlivia Palmer is one of those girls who is adored by everyone. She sick and tired of it and when she meets Alexander, the slightly cocky, extremely adorable, and a bit of a bad boy, her whole world flips around. Olivia is intrigued by this boy. Why...