I hate myself. I'm ugly and I'm fat. My friends don't think so. But I know they're just being nice. I get bullied a lot. By the barbies. I like to call them that. I wish I were them. Their perfect bodies and perfect hair. All the boys always swoon over them. Like they would never do to me. The guys always stare at me. My friends say it's because they like me, but I know better. They're staring because I'm ugly. They're staring because in fat. They're staring because they hate me. Everyone thinks I'm a lesbian because I've never dated. Maybe I am. I don't know. I've never known anything. I always get in trouble. Mostly because I'm telling people to piss off and leave me alone. I liked my life like this. I loved it actually. Loved to hate. But that all changed when Ash came to town.
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