Alright, Ya, so what? I'm "that girl". You know her. Maybe you dont talk to her, maybe you've never even acknowledged her. But you know who she is. The one that's always picked last in gym class. The one that sits alone at lunch, and not because she wants to. The one that walks in the hallways with her head down and headphones blaring. You know, the girl that gets all the glares and stares and teasing, forever the center of their fun. . . but forever on her own. Ya. You know her. But she's nobody to you.
