Another day, another misery. I seriously can´t believe I´m still that girl. the girl everyone likes. The guys anyway. The girl who the teachers like. The girl who has never got into any trouble. I slowly get out of bed. I don´t want to go to school. I never do, but my parents keep sending me anyway. It´s good, you are popular, you need it, they keep saying. I just can´t stand them. The worst part is. No one at school even know the real me. The know the mask I put on every day before walking out the door. The snoob, the girl with the perfect life, the smart and pretty one. But they will never know the real me. The girl who hates her life, the one who loves to sing, dance, and write. I love to write. With all my heart. I go into my bathroom. It is giant, and I mean giant. Everything anyone could wish for is here. Exept anything I would wish for. I don´t really care about material stuff. I don´t like girly clothes. I hate it. If possible I would rather wear jeans and a v-neck shirt. I like the tomboy look. My parents though took it all away, when I got 6. They didn´t want me to have anything like that. To them appearences are the most important thing. We need to look like filmstars, and a perfect family all the time. I haven´t even noticed but I´m already dressed and walking downstairs. I have my purple knee high dress on, with a gold belt. My hair is straightend out, and free around my shoulders. Same old same old. I get into my ferrari. I hate it. It is to much. I would be happier with a stationwagon. I drive of. Headed for school. I hate my life.
Hvorfor? Jeg lå i min seng og så op i loftet. Jeg satte langsomt sig op og svang benene ud over kanten på min seng. Gud hvor jeg hadet mit liv, forældre der evig og altid var på arbejde. Jeg skulle gøre alt slev, lave mad rydde op og passe familiens alverdens dyr. Jeg tror ikke der findes andre der har det på samme måde som jeg har. Godt nok boede vi i Californien, men derfor har mine forældre og jeg en masse at se til. Nå men, jeg rejste mig op og gik mod mit badeværelse for at tage et bad inde jeg skulle i skole. Jeg gad nu ikk, men det var vigtigt at passe min skole da jeg gerne ville ind på et godt college bagefter… Jeg får taget noget tøj på efter badet og mine briller, for gud skyld mine briller, uden dem kan jeg ikk se en noget som helst. Men ud af døren med mig, med morgen brødet i hånden.
I finally Arrived at school. Like 20 minutes before class started, so no one was really there. Thas was the only reason I always came this early. It was peaceful. The few minutes before hell. I liked it. I got out of the car. Locking it behind me. Why did I have such a car? I will tell you. Because my father is a pussy. Every time he leaves me and my horrid mom alone, he just gives me stuff. Indstead of talking to me. If that isn´t enought, my mom is like a living nightmare. Not that she shows it in front of dad. She´s to scared. She hates me. no seriously she does. She told me herself, that if she had know I was the girl she was getting. She would have killed herself. I walk through the gates of the school premesis. Why did we have those any way? It was not like anyone had gotten shot at this school before. That might be linked to the fact, that the school has only been here for 4 years, but still. I walked to my locker. Getting my books for first period. I hated math. I had no one to talk to. I slammed my locker shut, and started walking. SMACK!! I walked straight into someone, and tripped. Ow, it really hurt. I looked up, ready to yell at the person who did it. I had to maintain my mask of snobbyness, but the sight that met me made me shut my mouth. It was a boy. He had longish brown hair, and glasses. It was weird. Even if he had classes, he was still the most beautiful person I have ever met. I tried to stand but fell down. I looked up at him. Straight into his eyes...
Jeg gik mod skolen, jeg havde ikke så langt det var en af de måder mine forældre sparede penge på, ved ikke at købe mig en bil. Jeg kom til skolens parkerings plads, og så den mest fantastiske Ferrari (Staves). Jeg elskede den bil, men den tilhørte den mest snoppede pige på hele skolen. Jeg plejede at stå i flere minutter og kigge på den. Men den har gang følte jeg ikke for det. Jeg gik bare ind på gangen og gik i mine egne tanker ned af gangen på vej mod mit skab. Men den her gang gik jeg vist lidt for meget i mine tanker. Jeg gik ind i en person, men heldigvis væltede jeg ikke. Det ville ha været pinligt, med alle mine tegninger og lektier der skulle samles op bagefter. Jeg så ned på personen på gulvet. DET VAR HENDE! Den mest populære pige på skolen! ”I'm sorry” sagde jeg hurtigt. Jeg så hende i øjnene, men sagde ikke mere og så bare ned i gulvet.