Most girls love him. He's popular, hot, has amazing hair, has good grades, he's in an internationally famous boyband. He's kind and funny... to most, but not me.
I am Elizabeth White. I'm a Sociopath. I don't feel emotions. Well, I do, but not easil...
I'm going back to school tomorrow. It had been a week since the incident. I'd have thought the story would've died down but I wrong. Cameras and reporters were swarming our house. They were there all day.
To be honest, after that horrible experience, I hated the fact that I was that quiet, easy target. I wanna express myself more. I'm mentally strong and powerful and I wanted to show. I wanted to change my image so I was more...me I guess.
I starting walking to the hair dresser. I want to change my hair, completely. I want it to be more like me.
"Hi I made an appointment yesterday for 11:30?"
"Oh, yes. Please take a seat at the waiting area."
I sat down, looking at my long black, wavey hair. I wanna cut it. I also wanna dye it. Maybe I shou-
"Miss? We're ready for you." My thoughts were interrupted my a lady.
"Okay." I went over to the sink where my hair would be washed and blow dried. She asked me if I wanted to dye my hair. I told her I wanted platinum blond highlights underneath. I also asked her to not show until my hair was completely done.
Once she dried my hair, I asked her to do something I was actually terrified of. I asked her to cut my hair way shorter. My hair was down to my ass. I wanted to cut it all.
I took a deep breath as she cut it all off. I was going to give it to charity.
After it was done, she curled my hair and added a fuck tone of hairspray. I looked at my self in the mirror and gasped.
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I loved it so much. It suited my personality so well! It also looked really good since I had a side parting.
I thanked her a lot and left the shop feeling amazing.
I decided to go shopping. I wanted something baddass. Something confident but also me.
I grabbed a bunch black tank tops. My favourite one was this bralette tank top kind of thing . It was confident, sexy and totally me. I also got two pairs of black jeans (one ripped and one normal), two black leather mini skirts, loads of black leggings, and a pair of black shorts. I went to a shoe shop and bought a pair of black is Dr. Martins and thigh-high black velvet boots (my personal favourite purchase). Finally, I bought a black leather jacket, a black denim jacket and a black bomber jacket.
Yeah I bought a lot. Not to mention the foundation, mascara, eyeliner, dark nude lipstick, and red lipstick that I bought.
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