Paulina's POV:
I used to be such a happy little girl. Lina Juarez, not Paulina. Just Lina.
I lost all my friends, Ember McClain, Amber McClain, and Sam Manson. Sam...The Goth geek I ragged on so often. She was my best friend. Ember and Amber died in a horrible house fire, and Sam stopped being my friend after a boy, namely Danny Fenton, caught my eye. Sam saw him too, and it was love at first sight. I suppose I shouldn't complain that she has him, after all she liked him first, and stuck with him, therefore rendering herself to loserdom, though if she flashed a little ka-ching she could've been easily popular and abandoned Danny and...Oh, who's that guy who likes Star...Ah, Tucker, yes.
If I hadn't been a shallow, petty priss, I might've had some real friends. That's why Sam, Danny, and Tucker were all equally surprised at my plain T-shirt and jeans, my hair in a ponytail, on Monday. Dani, Danny's little sister, eyed me suspiciously.
"Man, thought the glue goo would work," she mumbled.
"What glue goo? Paulina? Star? Okay, I've said this once and I shall say it again: I. AM. DATING," Danny drawled. I smiled and gestured to Sam.
"Sam, could we rebuild our rocky relationship and be friends again?" I asked sweetly.
Sam circled around me, eyes narrowed. She seemed satisfied and smiled at me. Not a close-lipped Goth smile, but a bright, cheerleader beam. She hugged me.
"Lina..."
And so, for the first time since grade school, I sat down and had a real conversation.
Disclaimer: I OWN MY BRAIN! AND MY MIND! Wait...Yeah, I sold my mind on eBay for ninety-seven cents.
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