To Be Pretty Like Me. [On hold]

Chapter 1: A small crack can lead to big things.

I looked up noticing the silence that filled the air. I mean I could feel the tension rising as the silence grows in dept. I could not make any of their faces since my eye sight was so bad. I mean if I could see their faces, why would I have these bottle bottom glasses?

"Wha.." I was in the process of saying when I was cut off. I heard the familiar steps of Mr.washington's big feet.

"Students! Take your seat! What do you think this is, a Malllll?" he said I guess walking to his desk. I heard feet receding from around, but then I heard the click and clack of those heels. Nothing other than Bailey Hatswroth. She was the most popular girl in school and I guess the most prettiest? I don't know, I don't waste my time kissing her ass like everyone else.

"Hey, do me a favour. Could you move your presence form in front of my desk? Thanks." She said walking up to me. I quickly got up, put my broken glasses on and retreat back to my seat in the back. Yeah, I may not kiss her ass, but I am not stupid. I could make her out now and everyone else. Let em tell you about Bailey, she was every type of cliche head diva of a school. Blond hair blue eyes, slim body and a nice face. But you know she had that bitch attitude to match. Why do guys like some one like that so much? I'm sure she is attractive, but she treats everyone like she is the queen around here, and they allow it. I guess guys think with their pants more then their brains now in days. Oh let me not forget she has the perfect boyfriend, of course she does. She is Bailey Hatsworth. 

"Student, today I will.." he went on with his lesson. School is such a waste, especially when you can't even feel comfortable in it. The bell rung and I darted out the door to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror to check out the damage to my glasses. Eh, these are done.. Is what I thought as I took them off my face. I only have back up contacts till I can order a new pair of glasses. I never used them before, they were clear and for sensitive eyes. Ha ha, why am I thinking about that right now? I heard foot steps around me and I wiped around. I went to put my glasses on my face when a hand grabbed my wrist.

"Don't."

That voice was all to familiar. None other than your Highness herself.

"Gabby, you know you don't look too bad without glasses right?"

Gabby? Is she referring to me?

"I mean clean up that acne, brush your hair, and put on appealing clothing, I think you would be decent to look at." She said as she touched my hair. I think thought the haze I can see her rubbing her fingers together from how greasy my hair was.

"Bailey, are you serious?"

"Yeah Bailey, look at her, How can she even look different. It's like those suspenders are glued to her." I heard her friends say. I really don't give a damn what they think, I just wanna go to lunch in solitude.

"Shut up Brianna. Anyway Jenny, come by this address tonight and bring clothing. You will be staying at my house this weekend. Bring ALL, your clothing. And if you don't come you will probably regret not taking my help."  So I am Jenny now?  She shoved a piece of paper in my hand and walked out the bathroom. I slumped to the ground against the body length mirror that hung on the wall.

What the hell?