"Ah shit" i say as i rub my head from where i hit it on my head board, i grab my phone off of my bedside table and check the time 8:00am, i still have time to prepare my face for the day and put in my contacts that i got about one year ago, and i actually never used them because my parents wouldn't let me and it's like what's the point in getting them for me if you wont let me wear them, but hey i'm sick of my glasses, so may as well wear them. After like half a hour of trying to get them in, i look around my room digging out make up that relatives brought for me over the years, coming from a scrict family and all i was never allowed to wear make up, not even the slightest bit of mascara, but i've got it all now and i choose what i think i know what to put on, mascara, liquid liner, concealer the basics. Seeing i have snow white blonde hair that sits flat, i sneak into my parents bathroom and steal my dads hair product and spike my hair up a bit, before getting a call from Toby
"Where are you tals, i've been waiting for like ever"
"Just let me finish getting ready then i'll be right out tobs"
"Okay see you soon"
"Yup see ya soon"
I chuck on a pair of distressed blue skinnys and a random t-shirt with my green converse, run down the stairs with my bag and grab myself a peice of toast from the table before saying goodbye to my parents, not glancing back to see their dissaproving looks, and run out to Toby's car
"Wow, you look amazing" Toby said glancing at me, looking me up and down, examining what i'm wearing like i was wearing a meat dress, "Thank you" i reply. I'm already getting weird and shocked looks from people at my school, i'm not sure is this is good or not, but i love it, it feels so right just getting weird looks, remember when i had no one and couldn't handle getting weird looks, it seems that now being friends with Toby has given me a boost of confidence that i needed.
So far so good, i haven't been shoved into any lockers or been called any names by anyone. Seriously? as soon as i start my day off great Callahan and Trinity and their clones or the snobs as i like to call them, crowd around me and interrogate me on my new look, and suprisingly the actually seem to be nice to me for a change, i'm a little worried about it actually they're never this nice and it's kinda scary, i start thinking of ways to get out of this situation but beofre i can try any out they've all left me, now i'm really starting to freak i pull out my phone and text Toby
Talzie: Help me!! the snobs are being nice to me, i'm freaking the fuck out!!! :((
Tobster: Shit, i'll be there soon tals stay calm :(
Before i know it comforting arms are wrapped around my shoudlers and calming words of wisdom from the tobster. Toby to the rescue.
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Good Girls, Bad Guys.
Teen FictionMeet Talia Jenkins or TJ (either is fine), she's your classic good student. She gets straight A's in all subjects, i guess you could cladsify her as a nerd, with the three friends she'd managed to keep (that havent back stabbed her or ditched her fo...
