The hardest choice of the day...

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I stood in front of my wardrobe mirror, staring at myself. The girl I saw in the mirror was not the right size, body out of proportion, almost the opposite of my ideal. I imagined who I wanted to be, tall but skinny, dull but bright, outgoing but introverted. I wanted to be everything, I wanted to express myself.
But I couldn't.
Or maybe I could.
I searched around the mass of clothes im my wardrobe, and finally found what i was looking for: my bright orange fitted top, and my favourite black trackies, because why not? Nobody could stop me. They may try, but they won't suceed.

I walked to school, just so that I could show people that yes, I am wearing something completely against the law of popular girls, but no, I didn't care. I walked into form, head held high, and everybody turned to look at me. But their reply was not something I expected...

They all came rushing up to me and told me things like 'OMG I love that outfit' or 'That outfit is so cute, where did you get it?'. The most I could do was sit in my seat and wait for people to go back to their seats. I put my head in my hands, and Vicky and Scarlett come over to me. 'Are you okay?', Vicky says, and Scarlett says 'You don't look okay.' I reassure them that I am fine, and then excuse myself to go to the toilet.

Walking to the girls room, I think to myself, 'That wasn't the point. They were meant to think: eww, what is she wearing? Not OMG YOUR OUTFIT IS SO CUTE.'

I guess I will just have to try harder tomorrow. Try harder to look bad.

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Next chapter will be coming out on 30th July, as I will be away for a bit. Hope you enjoyed reading!

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