Remember me?

Leah Smith was 13 when she left home to pursue her dreams of singing. At that time, she was a frizzy-haired, glasses-clad, brace-ified 'nerd' who considered herself lucky if she was picked on less than ten times a week.

What made it worse was that she had a crush on her best friend, Oliver Chase, who seemed to have two personalities- during school, where he was one of the bullies, and after, where he was the sweetest guy on earth.

5 years later, she's back home. The braces are gone, and a straight set of pearly whites were left behind. She got contact lenses, so she usually doesn't need her glasses. The frizzy brown bird's nest had been groomed and styled by countless professionals, leaving a smooth, wavy head of chestnut brown hair in its wake. She walks with an air of confidence around her now, and doesn't take shit from anyone.

She's definitely 'cool crowd' worthy in the eyes of the shallow high school kids. But now that she's smarter and more mature, she realized that no guy was worth being treated like dirt, even if he could make up for it. And she's never going to forget how she was treated before.

Never.