My name is Madison Garner. But if you call me that, you won't see the sun shine tomorrow. So I go by Dee, instead. My mom picked my name, though my dad tried to stop her but she insisted.
Anyway, my best friend is Kendra Byrnes. You could say she's the most perfect girl in the whole world, and I wouldn't stop you. Everybody just likes her. She's Prom Queen, she's pretty, she's kind, she's a true lady and whenever she smiles, everybody stops and stares for a while. I might have gotten the last part from a Bruno Mars song but it really describes her.
I couldn't be compared to her. I practically look like a huge barbecue stick when I stand beside her. I'm too tall, my eyes are too wide, my lips are too big, and- well, I don't want to make myself sound ugly to you so I'll just stop. The thing is, I'm not pretty like Kendra and ever since we were five, I lived under her shadow.
So when this guy called me beautiful one day after Prom, I completely lost it. It changed my whole life - for the better or for worse, I don't know.