I looked in the mirror, I'm not one of those girls, yes, GIRLS, despite having an all guy name, i am a girl. My full name is Ryan Debra Smith, anyway, I was looking in the mirror because today was the worst. You may wonder why that made me sit in front of the mirror, well im not the prettiest, not by a long shot. Chubby cheeks like a baby, a nose that is a little to big, ears that are also just a little to big for my liking. Sure, i have a figure, b cup boobs, and here i would be, "boobies!" no matter how upset I am. But they were small b cup. Nice ok sized butt, only I wished it was a little smaller and round. Smaller thighs, flatter stomach were also things on my list that I wanted. Les oily hair, (that occasionally got flakey. Oh joy, snow.) and less pimples. Black heads, white heads, pimples, I've had them all. Oh hurray, another one. But, i usually didn't care, only today someone said something. Not that they don't always, but today it was my best friend whom I had known for 9 years. My friend turned out to be one of, Them. The popular girls, the ones that decide that if you aren't perfect by their standards then they hate you. Well I don't cry, I try not to make silly pitiful noises If I'm is hurt, only makes the noises to be silly, here i am in front of my floor length mirror. Just looking, and pointing out my flaws. "Ryan!" that'd be mom. Ma, mum, mother, mawmaw, mamaw, whatever. I sighed and got up. Oh yeah, did you know I'm only 15? In eighth grade. ( failed seventh just like my friend had.) "Yeah?" I called, wishing life would get a little interesting. "come in here." I got up and walked into the living room where there was mom and... "Ryan, this young woman wants to speak with you." the "woman" looked no older then 17, maybe 18. She was blonde, it was like malfoy blonde as i called it from Harry potters Draco malfoy. Only it was more like lucius malfoy. Long, straight, boring. My hair had been blonde when i was born, then it went to brown, then i dyed it red. Fascinating. Anyway, I nodded and stepped out the front door to the porch. "hello, I'm Meghan, meghan chase." I stopped breathing, Meghan chase? Like, The Meghan from the iron fey series? Nah, don't be stupid she hasn't got- oh, look, the ears. "I guess you already know me, yeah?" Meghan nodded a slight smile on her lips. I stared at her ears, her flipping pointy ears, and she raised an eyebrow. "you can see them? But your little brother couldn't?" i snorted, "my little brother? Yeah right! Him and his electronics and junk. Not to say I don't have an iPod touch myself, just saying, he doesn't like to read and he is seriously all sciency 'n junk. No imagination beyond that." Meghan tilted her head a little then, "how would you like to go on a little adventure?" that hadn't been Meghan. I turned my head deciding not to stop leaning against the wall, and raised an eyebrow. 'well, lookie here!' i thought. 'sexy ginger!' out loud, "who are You?" he dramatically grabbed his chest, "you must know me! Hmm, I'll give you a hint, I once gave someone a donkeys head." my mouth dropped open, "you're kidding! Robin goodfellow?" he grinned. God, sexy. "how do you know about me? Just curious." I smiled, "i have the book! In my bedroom on my bookshelf, which is right next to my bed. I love to read and I heard about the book a few years ago, along with Romeo and Juliet. I easily found the second one but took me a few years to find the other." his eyebrows rose, " you looked for a few years?" I shrugged. "I wanted to read it." saying it like it was no big deal. "wow, out of curiosity, whose your favorite character?" I rolled my eyes. "do you even have to ask? Dude, seriously, you gave a dude, an asses head. That is awesome!" he grinned," sooo, was it titania?" I looked at him like, really? He laughed. Then I was like, "you mentioned adventure?" he gave a half grin that would have sent anyone with a brain running. Needless to say, I stayed.
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