Dear Friend,
Can i just say that whoever came up with the lie that fourth grade was like third grade, only better, was a first class Idiot? Fourth grade was horrible! For one, I was in my father's class, which did not help me make any friends. I was known only as "Mr. Shold's daughter" Thats it. Not Ash, not friend, but the teacher's daughter. I tried to change up my look the summer before hand, so i cut my hair again, which had grown to my shoulders, so now it didnt even touch my ears. I plucked my eyebrows to the point where they were almost nonexistant, and I threw out my cargo pants and bought purple leggings instead. They weren't as comfortable as my camo cargo pants, but they "made my butt look good" as my mom put it. And thats what was important right? how i looked for other people, not how I viewed myself. i had so much to learn, looking back on it I shake my head and laugh a little at how stupid I was. but at the same point, what really has changed? People still dress to impress, even me, sad to say. but its WHO we dress for that makes the difference. If it's for family members when they havent seen you in a while thats fine, but if it's for your friends at school, and society, how could that ever be right?
So anyways you could probably guess how people reacted when they first saw me: What the hell happened to you? You look even more like a freak! Yes, "Freak" was apparently now my name. I preferred Mr. Shold's daughter if anything. After word got out about Riley and I, whispers floated around me like a mist, a fog I waded through each day. I did my best to ignore them, but it was futile, everywhere I went, eyes followed me with whispers about my lastest scheme that Riley had thought up. I would like to say that things at least got better for Zach, but how could they? The rumours were about him AND me after all. He didn't deserve it, to have sick lies rotate around the school about him and a girl he just had a crush on. It was sick, how they mutilated his image from just a weird loser, to a guy who snogged me behind the portables whenever he got the chance.
After a few months, things died down a bit, I ignored the rumours as best i could, and went on with my "normal" life. That all changed though, when I met Hannah Fetes.
