My Senior Year of High School

I used to be overweight; not my fault that my body was in starvation mode. I had crooked teeth, and a face that looked like a christmas tree decorated with pimples. It took three years for the idiot school counselor to realize that the students and teachers hated me. Over summer break a trip to the doctor and dermatologist set things straight. Now I'm the perfect example of good health. I don't feel different. Same brown hair, tan skin, and blue eyes. The wierd thing is that the guy who never liked me or noticed me noticed me finaly. He might like me, and I might like him. Could it be love or just a strange attraction, or just us becoming friends?

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