I hate my life.
I hate my face, my body, my hair, my eyes, everything about me in general.
I'm just ugly in general.
I wish I was pretty, then everyone would like me and I I'll get all the guys and have tons of friends.
Then everything would be... just... better...
** THE NEXT MORNING **
My alarm clock went off.
"Ugh I don't want to wake up", I got up grouchily.
"Off to go to hell", I said as I looked in the mirror.
I did a double take as I saw myself... or not myself somebody else, or whatever I just don't look like me anymore.
I...I was pretty I had blonde hair and blue eyes and my skin was flawless. My hair wasn't kinky, it was smooth and wavy but straight at the same time. I had cute freckles on my nose, my eye brows were perfect and my eyelashes were full and long.
And that was just my face...
I had perfect curves and I was skinny and slim. Not to brag but my boobs were huge.. but not too huge, my butt was big... but not too big.
I was a freaking model.
I took the time to look around and see that my room was different too.
I soon found out that I wasn't in my room or my body because above my bed was in big letters the name "Emily Martin".
I them realized...
This isn't my body
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This Isn't My Body- (An Austin Mahone Fanfic)
FanfictionHow would you feel if you woke up one morning and your not in your body? Your in some beautiful girls body and your the most popular girl in school. Well that's Liberty Martin's situation. But it turns out that this change comes with some consequenc...