Different

Chapter 3

Walking out of my last class of the day I've realized that's those teachers are hawks.

It's like get back I don't know you like that, but anyways as I was walking to my car I see a pair of keys next to the school bench.

Me being me picks them up but doesn't look around to see if the person is near. The chain is big with two keys on it and a black letter J with silver trimming. I put the keys in my bag and walk to my car, who's ever keys these are won't have a ride but I'm sure they will find one I'll get here early and whatever car is still hear I'll leave them on the roof of that car.

Once I get to my car I get in and turn on the cold air, it's been sitting in the sun all day why not? I back the car out and drive home.
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Pulling into my driveway I see my moms car so I pull into the garage that use to be my dads spot, grabbing all my stuff and heading into the house. Ginger bread cookies spread through my amazing food senses.

I breathe it in about four times before dropping my bag and purse on the middle of the floor and running into the kitchen I come up behind my mom and yell she jumps and drops a cookie.

I quickly drop to the floor on my knees "mom you just wasted a perfectly good cookie!" I pick it up and take a bite out of it and throw the rest away.
"Riley! Do not ever do that again that was not lady like of you in anyway!" She snaps
"You dropping that cookie wasn't either. Haven't you heard of food is a girls best friend?!" I snap back and walk over to the tray of cookies taking two more and walking up the stairs.

I didn't want to snap at her but come on she was yelling at me about food! Wrong choice, I turned on my tv and started watching a movie it's the first day of school so I don't have any homework tonight.

Even if I did I would still watch a movie.

An hour and thirty minutes later Julie comes bursting in my room grabbing all my magazines off my shelf without asking me and without telling me why. She leaves and I hear her door close down the hall. Boy problems... I don't know I'll ask her later.

I sit in my chair that's next to my desk with all my makeup, I pull out three wipes and begin taking off all my makeup after I'm done I look at the finishing product which is. Me. I look the same as I always do, small nose, curved lips, heart shaped face, perfectly arched eyebrows, blue eyes, and the worst of all acne.

I've had it since I was seven it just doesn't want to go away. It's on my cheeks and forehead and jaw it's not as bad as it used to be but it's clearly noticeable from seven feet away.

I haven't let any of my friends see me without makeup I'm just not ready yet. In times like when I was in third grade someone would say something like "you need X out" or "have you not seen those commercials?" I would cry my self to sleep just wondering why it had just appeared and token over me.

It was like I was in a dark shadow till middle school I wore baggy clothes everyday didn't even think about my hair and barely talked to my friends.

Then one day I met Charlie, he was just a ball of fire he was loud and outgoing he was funny but he also knew when you needed something or you needed to be alone he was just connected to my hip the second he spotted me he reached out to me when nobody else did.

He made me get my edge back every moment he was by my side. Every year for my birthday he would give me a chain necklace that had a sliver square at the end, each one had a word on it one has The another has best next one has friend but he left in freshman year.

He was under the tree. Crying. and I knew something was wrong he said he was moving to New York. After that I was old enough to put on makeup so that's what I've been hiding underneath of course I'm still holding up but I would be unstoppable with Charlie.