BDB. Billion Dollar Boys. 6 very athletic, wealthy & attractive boys all in one group. They go around claiming girls & that's just the nice way of saying it. Really, they go around pinning down girls, using them for sex. Never choosing girls that are 'easy'. If you asked them why they'd say, "We don't like girls who just give us what we want. A girl who puts up a fight, we like girls like those." Every innocent girl attempts to walk by them, unnoticed. They're head held down, hair covering their ghostly pale faces. Trying to keep their steps silent, but it's like they trained they're gorgeous eyes for beautiful innocent girls. And I thank god, every day that for at least my first 3 years of high school I wasn't what you'd call "beautiful". In fact, I was ugly and nerdy. My clothes were baggy. My huge glasses hid my hazel eyes, my braces made my mouth look funky and I had zits practically covering every inch of my face.
Unfortunately for me, I had friends. Friends that wanted me to show my "beauty". They told me "Ugh, Liz you’re so freaking gorgeous. But you hide behind all that ugly sh*t." So, they gave me a makeover, which took pretty much all of my summer. Now I bet your wondering "What would an ugly nerd like her do all summer" Well to answer your question. An ugly nerd like me could do a lot of stuff during summer. Such as read, write, fantasize, watch shooting stars, play video games...
I'm joking. Except for the first too. I actually do those things. Back to the makeover, it did in fact take all summer, but somehow my friends managed to turn me into a decent looking human being. My braces were gone, no longer making me look like I was constantly making duck lips. (My orthodontist said it wasn't unusual. But really I think he was lying.) They replaced my comfortable baggy clothes into well-fitted clothes that were 'in style'. My glasses no longer hid my eyes. Apparently I actually have 20/20 vision. I never needed glasses. What really made me think is how they managed to magically made my zits disappear. It was black magic I swear. They helped me with my posture and my manners. They claimed I wasn't very well educated when it came to being a proper lady. Like I cared. At the end everyone smiled, they're eyes shining. "Why, Liz you could be a model." "You’re gorgeous. I knew it." "Damn girl. You look hot."The last remark came from one of my 2 guy friends. Now, I bet you’re probably thinking "Oh wow, she actually has friends that are guys" Yes. Yes I do. 2 of them in fact. They're like brothers to me, no need to think otherwise. After they were done fawning over how 'great' I looked they became my personal instructors. Each friend (6 friends in all) taught me something different.
Lauren taught me how to be polite.
Nick taught me how to kiss. Please don't ask me how.
Kendall taught me how to flirt.
Jessica taught me how to walk without looking like a man.
Anna taught me how eat healthy. Creating a diet and everything...
And Sean taught me how to act around guys.
Each one of them slowly turning me into a normal 17 year old girl.
But now that the first day of my last year at high school is about to begin. I'm not sure if I can go looking like a totally different person, but knowing my friends if I didn't go looking fantastic they'd kill me. Or they'd take me into a closet where they would have a secret stash of clothes and makeup and they'd pretty me up and then push me into the hallway. Both options didn't really sound appealing to me so I'm going in an outfit Kendall picked out for me.
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Taking a quick glance at the outfit Kendall prepared on my bed, I sighed. I got up from my computer chair and made my way over to the worn out grey sweatpants lying on the ground, begging me to put them on. "Well since I've got nothing better to wear...” I mumbled. Slowly I managed to take my skinny jeans off and slide into the sweatpants. While walking over to my bathroom I put my hair into a messy pony. Sunday's were the only days were I could dress like I used to. Anna said that it would be good for me to look forward to at least one day of the week. Everyone decided to call my Sundays Soothing Sundays.
Soothing Sundays (n) - The one day of the week that Liz gets to wear whatever she likes and will not be judged by her amazing friends.
They even wrote a definition. I know, I have some strange friends.
"I like big butts and I cannot lie...” I jumped at the sound of my ring tone, and then started laughing. Jessica decided this to be her ring tone... out of all the songs in the world. She chose this one. Smiling to myself I picked up the phone.
"Hello."
"Hey girl. Open up your door."
"Open it yourself. You practically live here."
"It's locked dumba*s." I sigh and jump up from my bed. I hung up the phone and laid it on the window sill before heading to my front door.
I unlocked the door, and before I could open it Jessica barged in with the rest of the crew.
"Ugh, seriously. Out of all clothes, sweats."
"Soothing Sundays, noun, the one day of the we-"
"Yeah yeah. Whatever." She smiled at me then looked towards everyone else. We silently stood there like that before Anna spoke up.
"We have something for you." She said with an evil tone.
"Whaaaaat?" I asked. She just stood there, smiling at me evilly.
"God, let’s just go to your room and we'll show you & Anna stop staring at Liz that way it's creepy." Sean whined. I simply nodded and made my way up to my room, everyone following behind me.
As soon as we were in, I was tackled by Nick.
"DO IT." He screamed. I started freaking out and throwing punches and kicking but nothing got Nick to get off of me. Soon I felt my sweats being taken off and a pair of skinny jeans being slid on. My eyes opened up wide and looked down to see who was doing the change. Kendall smiled creepily at me while she pulled a pair of unfamiliar jeans on me.
"You know," Nick whispered. “Pink really isn’t your color." My eyes wandered to his, and I noticed that he was staring at underwear.
"NICK!!" He looked up at me and smiled.
"I'm joking." I swear if he didn't pin down my arms I would've punched him in his face.
"Turn." Kendall said. I soon felt Nick turning me over and sighed. Admitting my defeat I helped turn myself over.
"Damn Liz. You butt looks good."
"OH MY GOD, NICK." I shouted.
"Chill Chill. I'm joking. But it does look good. Just so you know." Kendall sighed.
"Turn." Nick turned me over again.
"Okay Nick. You can get off her now."
"Thank God." I mumbled.
"I heard that." Nick said.
"Hey, it's not my fault you’re a fat as* alright." He gasped, a hand flying to his mouth the other pulling up his shirt as he checked himself out in the mirror.
"Am not. Look at this six pack."
"Of fat rolls." I said, making everyone but Nick laugh. He dropped his shirt and slumped his shoulders.
"I'm not fat." He whispered.
"Of course you’re not Nickel Pickle." I said pinching his cheeks.
"Don't call me that." I laughed at his face then let go.
"Ugh. God I wish I had your butt." Kendall said.
"I can't believe you were hiding that great as* behind those ugly sweats" Sean said.
Again, I sighed, looking myself over in the mirror. I had to admit. I did have a very nice butt.
"I decided to change the outfit. Your wearing those jeans tomorrow got it?" I nodded my head.
"Got it."
"Okay. So we all decided all the girls are staying the night. Boys. You can leave now." Sean and Nick sighed as they left the room.
"Bye, Liz."
"Bye guys." They smiled as I waved goodbye. Once they left Kendall sat on my bed.
"Hey, where's Lauren?"
"She couldn't make it." Anna answered. Oh okay.
"Well I'm going to sleep guys." Jessica said.
"Yeah me too" Kendall joined.
"Are you going to sleep too?" Anna asked.
"Guess so." She nodded her head.
"Night guys" I whispered turning off the lights.
"Night Liz."