Hi, my name is Amy.
That's basically all there is to it. I'm just the average girl in high school. You know the one, I'm lost in the crowd, most people don't know my name, I go straight home everyday after school, I avoid drama, and have only a few close friends.
I'm clumsy, make a fool of myself all the time because of it, and I have an older brother who's a grade 11 at the same school where I'm a freshman.
He's very different from me, we're pretty much opposite. He's popular, and funny, he's even in a band! All the girls at our school are obsessed with him and his friends, which is weird for me. He plays guitar, writes songs and sings. He's super confident with himself, and on top of everything he also plays hockey, football and basketball, and gets good grades. His name is Jake.
Today starts out just like every other day, I shower, pull on some light, skinny jeans and a dark top and a little bit of makeup.
At my school I'm considered really pretty, I just don't get noticed because I'm not like all those other girls and I'm not extraordinary.
My brother and i are close, and he's really protective of me. It's only been less than a year, but he's driven me to school every day since he got his license.
When I walk into the kitchen my he's sitting on the counter, eating a bowl of froot loops. He was wearing his usual outfit, ripped jeans, a black tee and one of his many colored hoodies, unzipped of course! Today the hoodie was dark blue.
"C'mon, we're gonna be late!" Jake mumbled through a mouthful of the cereal.
Within a few moments we're on our way to school.