When Devil meets Angel.

As long as we have each other, we're both gonna be okay.
Sometimes even best friends make mistakes.
This is the type of story where everything went so out of hand.

-Based on a true story.-


4. Chapter 3.

"I felt good that day, but guilty." Paulie says and I look away to the opposite side of her I don't want her to see me teary eyed again, she had to see me crying. She had to go last week having to calm me down seven days in a row. And sometimes even people like me don't want to be seen crying. 

"Cute" I reply back but by now I think everybody knows that when I say cute most of the time its fake, and I am very jealous or feel like strangling someone. We're walking by his house right now and I seriously feel like taking off my ugg and throwing it at his window.  

"Janey you might still have a chance you know, everybody deserves one. " Paulie states and I smile. "Not with him. He is like amazing and yup. And anyway he liked you, not me. So his opinion on me wouldn't change. " That's what I say. What I really want to tell her is; I wish I was prettier, or tinier, or smarter or stronger. Anything but not me. Anything like you. So guys would look at me and think 'shit she is gorgeous', they'd think of me as a girlfriend material, not a girl who can be called fat or ugly or teased for liking one of their friends. I am nothing like Paulie. The girl Gisty liked in the past and who I still think he likes. I am naturally ginger, not blonde. I am chubby, I have a tummy which is visible no matter how much I try to hide it and a chubby face, and I am not a size 8 girl .My hair are not straight, but curly so I have to straighten them, because I've been told that they look like a mop people wash floors with and that they look like I never brush them .I don't have blue eyes, mine are green with a grey outline and they look a muddy colour in my opinion. Sometimes they're bright green though. Still would of preferred if I had blue eyes. Just like, her, and him. 

"Even if you don't have a chance with him, they're guys out there who think you're beautiful. You're like bitter chocolate, most people don't like it, but there's that one special person who loves the taste of it. " I chuckle and roll my eyes. "You're hungry aren't you? " I reply and she nods her head. "Yup." 

I smile but shake my head. "There's no one. One guy liked me in fifteen years, and he left in the end too. " I respond and she looks me in the eyes. "Look there's guys out there alright?There's going to be someone who will love you no matter what others say. " she replies. and I smile. "I don't think so. I am not even trying for someone to like me. I wear jeans and I don't even notice most of them .I tried my ass off for him but he still fucking picked you. You didn't even try!" I exclaim not even realising I am raising my voice. 

She lets it go and I sign quietly. Sometimes I think of going in the diets but I can't because i know its going to hurt Paulie. sometimes i wanna do things worse than that but for same reason I can't do that either. So i am left the same size I am i've been teased about my weight since I turned 7. I used to be small until first class of school and then i rapidly started gaining weight. And I can't loose it since then. 

"i wish he would notice me you know. ' I say and look at her. ' I know. ' she replies back, and with that we both let it go, until it leads to another fight. 



MEEEEEEH -b-o-r-i-n-g. 



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