Preface
If the devil had a last name, it would be Cullen. I hate them. But not just them, but everyone at my school. Everyday is the same old shit.
It starts out with me getting out of bed. I look at my phone and see that I have about 100 messages about how ugly I am. Then I arrive to school and there is notes falling out of my locker saying that I should move back to Arizona. I agree, I would if I could. After that, I go through the school, silently taking the torture given to me by my classmates.
I just wish that one day, I could popular. At least NOT have to go through this torture.
A/N: Just the preface. I'm really excited for this story... Kinda.
A few things I want to mention...
1. I HAVE A TACO CURSOR! (Mouse thing, whatever you want to call it.)
2. I DON'T SPEAK AMERICANO!