You know that girl that sits in the front of the classroom with her oversized sweatshirt and nerdy glasses? The one that seems to always know the answer and has no friends in this overpopulated school? Yeah that girl is me. But I’m not the girl you think I am. That oversized sweatshirt? It isn’t because I’m insecure with myself. Nope. That sweatshirt hides the tattoos that grace both my arms. Shocked right? I told you I wasn't who you thought I was. At school I will always appear as the nerd girl because that’s what everyone has thought of me since well, forever basically. So where did this tattooed girl come from? Good question. My sophomore year I had been dating this guy who didn’t treat me right. So basically one night after I finally got rid of him, I got fed up with being the goody two shoes nerd that was taken for granted and decided to be someone else. It was time for a change, but the change I wanted I knew my uptight yet barely existent parents wouldn’t like. So I decided on creating two me’s. Yes, I know. Cliché much? But the truth was this was the only way I could satisfy my need to become someone else while not giving my parents a heart attack because I ruined their reputation. So one night, those two years ago, I put on clothes that the nerdy me would never wear and showed up at a tattoo parlor. That’s how I ended up with my skull and rose tattoo on my left arm. That night I also met my best friend Connor. Connor was there actually getting another tattoo and although he’s a few years older than me, him being his flamboyant self, instantly offered to be the shy girls friend. I wasn’t shy for long though. Connor definitely brought out the rebel in me. I told him my story, minus the guy I was with, and he was determined to help me become the girl I’ve secretly always wanted to be. He even gave me the idea to come up with another name for myself when I wasn’t at school. Hazel wasn’t my alter ego, she was the real me finally being able to come out.