'Comfortable In My Own Skin'

Disclaimer: I don't own Ten Inch Hero or the song 'I'll Never Love Again' by New Found Glory.

Jen's PoV

We are sitting in the causemobile. Tish is playing with my hair, trying to give it more 'oomph' or some such nonsense. I know that it's hopeless, no matter what she does. Fuzzy will still be disappointed when they see me.

You don't have to settle for me at all,
I'll never be the one you want,
I'll never ever be the one under your arms,

I smiled as Piper told her to leave me alone. When it came to fashion and makeup I'm not exactly confident at the best of times, and being anywhere near girls as beautiful as Tish so doesn't help.

We hop out of the causemobile and start heading towards the entrance of the bar. Of course Tish started going on about Fuzzy's car, how important it was that it wasn't in her words, 'beat up piece of shit held together with duct tape.'

She was so focussed on appearances, there were times where I had to wonder what it was that Priestly saw in her (he'd confessed his feelings for her one night when he was drunk).

Tish and Piper were teasing me, not in a mean way it was more of a them trying to ease me nerves. Wasn't working.

Tish had already entered the bar when I felt Piper grab my arm, "You know maybe we should send Tish past the table and see if he checks her out."

"If he doesn't check Tish out he's either dead or gay."

And I don't have the face to turn heads,
Or the body that cuts loose ends,
I swear I need to get a hold again,

We're sitting at a table in the back looking for Fuzzy.

Fuzzy22 my mysterious potential true love, I hope.

Maybe this whole thing was just better for cyberspace.

Piper nudges me as she spots yet another table with a potential white rose. Unfortunately someone is standing in the way.

I can't get to you,
I swear I've tried,
If I can't get to you,
I'll never love again,

Then they moved. And there he was. Perfect. Stunning. Gorgeous. And so completely out of my reach. A guy who looked like that would never go for a girl like me.

I'm not exceptionally pretty. I'm certainly not beautiful. I'm just plain. Vanilla. Beige. Completely in the background. Totally an after thought.

I'm not comfortable in my own skin,
I'm ashamed of being myself,
I wear my shame, I wear it all too well,

I run out as fats as I can. I can here Piper and Tish following me, but I don't care. I can't do it. Can't face it. I know the moment I go over to him he would look disappointed, and I know how much that would hurt.

Tish and Piper are looking at me eyes filled with confusion. They're urging me to explain, go back, to try. Their voices become unintelligible, I can't breathe right. Can't think straight. Can't explain.

And I don't have the words to work this out,
Your reactions fill with doubt,
I am shallow, this is what I've found,

I can't go back in there.

I can't get to you,

I can't face the pain of rejection.

I swear I've tried,

I'll never be able to put myself through this again. I can't go to him. Can't face that handsome face.

If I can't get to you,

Even so, I don't think I'll ever love anyone quite this much again.

I'll never love again,

Fini

Not my best piece, found it hard to get into Jen's mindset. Hope you liked. Please comment!