Hello.
I'm Velma.
You don't know me, and I suspect you don't want to
I'm the geek that sits in front of the class.
I don't care what the plastic bitches call me. That's what I am. A geek.
At least I'm not an arrogant, shallow, manipulating fool. By the way, that's a compliment for them.
They think they're so perfect and treat you like nothing.
When they look at you up and down, snarl and walk away.
When they smile sweetly, and embarrass you when your back is turned.
When they make themselves pretty, and slap on the makeup.
I feel ugly. I feel like nothing.
Today, I was in science, and I have to pair up with one of them.
Daphne Blake, the leader of the bitches