At school, I'm usually the girl that gets picked on because I don't meet the popular girls standards. The general names they call me include: bitch, ugly, fat, cake-face, etc. Being called cake- face doesn't even make sense because I only wear eye shadow and mascara! Whatever, it doesn't matter to me anyways. It's not like I go home and cry about this stuff. I am stronger than that. At least that's what I think I am. Ever since my mother died, being happy has always been a struggle. It seems as though Dad got a woman to fill the void too quickly.
Anyways, I eventually found Brandy in the sixth grade, the year after mom passed. Brandy seemed to brighten my life by 1,000 watts! We instantly clicked over our undying love for Buster Posey and softball. We've been friends ever since. She actually made school bearable for me.
I don't really need much help in the education department. Straight A's through all of my courses and a full ride to Alabama University. Most people question my college choice, and I reply with, " They actually have what I want to study!" After that they leave me alone.
The one issue I've always had was with boys. I was never the girl to be asked to dance, hell I have never even had a boyfriend let alone a first kiss! Another thing, I am a sucker for love. I wish I wasn't, but I am. Most people call it stupid, but I believe that when you meet the one, you'll feel the tingles all up and down your body. Everyday you see them, it feels like you're falling in love deeper and deeper. It'll happen someday, just not today.
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Teen FictionEverest was always a fighter, but how will she change when James comes into the picture?
