Her names Imogen Cowling, she loved her name when she was a little girl, she loved a lot of things when she was little, back then she didn't have to lie about what it was that she liked, unlike now. Now she's become a total phoney, she calls herself Immy and 'hates' it when her mother calls her by her full name, she hated anything about her old life really, she doesn't think it's cool anymore.
Immy is one of the most popular girls in school but not for any of the right reasons. She used to be so smart, she never cared what anybody thought of her when she showed up to school in black skinny jeans with countless holes in them and some old band tee that nobody had ever heard of, with her hair hidden in some random beanie and her thick black glasses sitting on the bridge of her nose, but one day after a rumour got out that she slept with a popular senior that never actually showed up to school at, a party that she didn't even go to, well that's where her life changed.
When Immy was 16, she showed up to school one Monday morning in her usual attire, suspecting to be ignored by everyone as usual but boy was she wrong. As she walked through the halls more and more people noticed her, throughout the day the populars become aware of what supposedly happened at the party and took Immy under their wing, introducing her to makeup, skirts, dresses and most importantly, boys. She became more and more popular, causing more and more boys to notice her. Eventually Immys reputation grew and she changed, she was only the real Imogen around her home and even then she would still try and fool her mother that she was different now but her mom knew the truth, her mom knew that she wasn't different deep down.
short chapter on how Immy became popular but yeah it'll get better I promise :--)
hope it doesn't suck man
oh and I just thought I'd add pretty photos and stuff of Ash at the beginning bc why not he's perfect so I'm out
- meg x
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Trouble || a.f.i *ON HOLD*
Fanfiction“Who are you?” -a “Immy, we've been over this, you're not that drunk are you?” -i “No, for a start you're Imogen, and secondly, who are you? Like what's your story?” -a “My real story or the story that everyone believes?” -i