Daydreaming

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It's been two years now. I used to be that fat nerdy girl that everyone hated. My teeth yellow, hair always in braids, thick glasses, acne all over my body, fat rolls on top of each other, no fashion sense at all, and to top it all off body odor for days! I was always the outcast everywhere I went. My parents tried to help me raise my confidence but it never seemed to work out for me. Though everyday after school my next door neighbor, James, made me feel all better. It seems we've grown up together until I had to move, but I haven't forgot about him at all. He was my inspiration to better myself. He kept me from slipping into depression. I owe him everything I have today. I started by working out. I wanted to be smaller, not only because I was fat but because it was unhealthy. My dad got me a personal trainer, and he never let up on me. To sum things up I no longer have fat rolls, but I'm not perfectly fit either. I'm healthy and I like that. I watched youtube tutorials on hair and makeup to perfectly fit my taste in appearance. I always do simple grooming because I'm a simple person. My mom got me contacts, and acne medicine, which were huge bonuses in themselves. I would describe my fashion sense as 'perfectly average' only dressing in things I like. Finally, someone introduced me to my new best friend, deodorant. My confidence has boosted tremendously since eighth grade, and tomorrow I enter the tenth grade. I haven't seen anybody from my home town since I looked like ugly Betty, and I'm afraid of their reactions. 'What if they make fun of me?' 'What if they still hate me?' 'What are you talking about? You are hot stuff now!' I remind myself. With a smile I go to bed, and think of how James will react, because he's the only one who matters.

-BUZZ-BUZZ-BUZZ-

I seriously hate alarm clocks. With a loud sigh I drag myself out of bed. An hour later I'm wearing a white crop top with a bubblegum pink high waisted skater skirt, and my black booties; My makeup is simple with one eyeshadow, light blush, eyeliner, and mascara; and my hair has slight curls in the ends, and French braided to the side. I must say, I do look good! With a wink in the mirror I walk downstairs to get some juice. Two minutes later and my dad comes down the stairs with one eye slightly open. "Today is the big day," he said while rubbing my back. I shook my head in answer with a small smile. He kissed my forehead, "Come on, let's go." Ten minutes, and we arrive to my personal hell. I get out of the car and wave to my dad. I walked up to the doors and took a couple of deep breaths. I shook my head, "What am I doing? You can do this, just smile and walk straight." The door swings open and I put on my best smile. I nod to a couple of onlookers, and show my confidence. All day I've been getting stares and peoples jaws have dropped. I feel absolutely amazing! People don't remember me until they hear my name, but the look on their faces make it worth all the hard work I've gone through. I've declined several numbers from guys, and apparently all the girls hate my guts in jealousy. I don't care for any of this, except for James' reaction. I haven't seen him all day, and there is only one more period to go. I walk into my class and look for him. As they call everybody's names the same thing happened when people heard mine, but I was very disappointed that she didn't call his. Suddenly, the door to the classroom is opened, and there he is. My jaw drops for the first time today. His jaw is chiseled, his blonde hair in a perfect quiff, his brown eyes glisten, and his butt looks better from when we first met! Around his shoulder is a football bag, and that surprised me the most. I thought he said sports were overrated. "Sorry Mrs. Smith, but they called me to the office. They gave me a new schedule, because my last seventh period was over filled." My heartbeat began to speed at his voice. It's so deep now! The only open seat is in front of me. This can't be happening! Class began as usual, the teacher instructing how class is to go accordingly, and she is asking people to repeat things she just said. My mind is a rambled mess, and I don't know if I could repeat anything. "How about you, Jasmine, when are you aloud to talk?" When are we aloud to talk? This is such a simple answer! "Only when we are called on." She nodded her head and continued to speak. As I look down from her gaze, I am soon met with a chocolate one instead. Raising my cheek bones, I waved at him. He still looked astonished. I giggled at his reaction just the one I was looking for. The bell rang and everyone jumped out of their seats. First day is over with now only a billion to go. I roll my eyes and walk out of the classroom. I wanted to get home before James does, because there we can talk more. It seemed like forever until he returned from football, but when he did he walked straight over to my old house. I'm glad nobody moved into this place while we were gone. I hear knocks on the door, and being home alone I have to go get it. Opening the door slightly, James pushed his way through. His hands are on my face and his mouth on mine. He's kissing me! What. In. The. World. My first kiss! What's going on right now? He pulled away, and put his forehead on mine. "I've missed you so much, but I can hardly recognize you. I fell in love with the old Jasmine, and new Jasmine just decides to show up looking like this?" I feel slightly offended and open my mouth to argue, but it's soon replaced with his again. "I'm the only one talking right now. I cannot believe you didn't even tell me you were going. I have no idea why you would change yourself, but if you're happy, I'm happy. Do you want a ride to school tomorrow?" " I am very happy with my self, thank you very much. I didn't tell you because I wanted you to be surprised when I returned. Did you just say you fell in love with me?" I said in disbelief. "Yes I did, and I still am." He chuckled. His lips found mine again, and soon took over. I broke the kiss as I said "I loved you and still love you too. Oh, and yes I would like a ride." He stared into my eyes and let out a good chuckle. Man, I missed this guy.

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Sooooo? Why did Jasmine move? Is it because of her dad's work, or because she wanted to change appearances? Who did you guys imagine playing the characters? Should I continue doing this? ✌️✌️