Better than Zac Efron?!

Chapter 1- It's so tough being me

Hi, my name is Blandie McBland, and I'm here to tell you my life-changing story.

I wake up with my hair sticking out all over the place, one frizzy, big mess. Just like me lol, #sorelatable. Then I look into the mirror and cringe. Ew, I'm just soooo ugly. Like I have these super weird jade eyes and stupid tan complexion, and I honestly just wish some days that I wasn't so average. Just another day in the life of boring me. Nothing special EVER happens to me.

My mom shouts at me to get up and get ready for school. I groan as I get ready. It's not like I hate school, I do get good grades. I just don't seem to fit in so well. Oh well, at least I have my Zac Efron poster.

I kiss Zac goodbye (he's just too dreamy) and head out my average, dull door. I meet up with Leslie and Norman, who were waiting right outside my front door. Lol so sweet. Leslie has brown hair and brown eyes, and has a "little" thing for Norman. Too bad Norman's sexuality is about as straight as my bedhead, LOL. Honestly Norman is smoking and he's really sassy too. He always give me the best boy advice and I don't know what I'd do without him.

"Yas honey! Slay that outfit queen!" Norman says as I walk up to greet them. Leslie faints, and Norman scoops her up into his "manly" arms. "Sorry, she's just in shock of how good you look in that bland gray jacket, baby!"

"Thanks guys!" I give them my award-winning smile, and if Leslie was still awake, I'm pretty sure she would have fainted again. Sorry I can't help my greatness, lol.

Once Leslie finally came to, we walked to school and arrived just as the first bell rang. I sigh and run a finger through my chocolate locks.  I may have felt confident among my besties, but when I got to school I was invisible. Why? Because of Hottie McHott. She was sooooo attractive, but she was such a slut. She has all the guys wrapped around her little manicured finger, and let me tell you her fingers were soooo perfect all the time. Her figure was so slender and elegant, all the boys follow her like dogs. Makes sense, cause she was the queen of the pack. I scoff as I walk by her, and she shoves me into a locker.

Well, I thought it was a locker. I ended up falling on my back in front of the sexiest guy in school, Rock Hard Abson.

Hottie gasped. "I'm so sorry, Rock! I thought you were a locker!"

Huh, that's weird. I was just thinking that!

Rock glares at the both of us and steps over me and walks to class.

"Now look what you've done!" Hottie screams at me, mascara running down her checks even though she wasn't crying. "I was so close to having him be mine, and you ruined everything!"

I look up confused and gather my things, "I'm sorry?"

She wails, and I think back to my biology lessons about sea lions. Huh, I don't know why I just thought of that. Sea lions are really ugly.

She huffs, and beckons for her two minions (yes, they were little yellow minions with trousers) to follow her out. They do, and one cradles a pink banana in its arms.

I stand up and walk towards class, luckily in the opposite direction of Ms. McHott. As I walk, I am hunched over making it so that I blend into the crowd of other more popular high schoolers. Ugh, have I mentioned how tough it is being me?