Apparently I'm different, apparently I have difficulties, apparently I have too many secrets, Apparently I should "grow the fuck up".
I'm not the prettiest girl, my hair almost never goes right, I don't wear loads of make-up, and I may not be up with the greatest fashion, but not everyone can be perfect. Being perfect is boring, let your hair down once in a while.
Let me introduce myself properly, my names Isabella Swan although I prefer Bella. I'm 16years old, and I live in a little town called forks. Forks is quiet, small and everybody knows everybody. Actually I think I should rephrase that, the bullies know everybody and you stay away from those bullies.
I've been living my whole life from the shadows, I can't be seen, if I'm seen its a black eye for me and a failed attempt at hitting back which also means a whole lot more humiliation for me. One day though one day I will prove them wrong, and I will fight back and I will win won't I?
Who am I kidding I'm the fat, ugly, immature girl who everyone hates. Why do they hate me I do my work at school so I get called a 'boffin', I help my teachers so I get called a 'teacher's pet', I get good grades which clearly means I'm a 'show off' not that I just like school, and want to get good grades so I can have a brilliant job, which clearly isn't going to happen anytime soon, this is me we are talking about here!
It's not fair I can't do anything right, no-matter how hard I try, I always seem to mess things up, everything I see, touch or dream becomes a living nightmare don't you hate it when that happens?
I have two friends though, that stick by me no-matter what and they are called Alice, and my other friend is called Rosaline all though she prefers to be called rose.
I love my friends; Alice is confident, pretty, and clever. Rose is hyper, pretty and clever. But most of all there both skinny, which is clearly something I'm not.
Out of the 3 of us I am the odd one out, and that's the way it will always be.
They always say two's company and three's a crowd, well maybe this ship shouldn't sail as a trio but sail as only two.
Us 3 girls are the girls that love, live and laugh. I love my family and friends, I laugh at the petty little jokes we make, and I live on the mistakes I make, like I said before not everything is perfect.
This is my story, of how not everything has a happy ending or does it?