It's not as easy as you think. Being a poster child I mean. I'm a freshmen. This is my first day at a new school. And I'm am not going to stand for being the poster child any longer. I'm sick and tired of it. Picture perfect bun with picture perfect
grades. Not that hard right. Well that's true But there are so many other things. No friends. No relaxing. No speaking my mind. So,I do something I haven't done in daylight in years. I take my hair down from a bun. I now it sounds like
nothing. But this is something that has always been a thing. But today. It's no longer a thing. I put on blackskinny jeans with holes all the way up to my upper thigh. I wear a tank top with a sheer neck line. And a leather jacket. I braid my hair
into a double braid. One step at a time. I change all but one thing. A gold bracelet. A six on it. My best freind has the other half. I miss you Toby.I take a breath terrified of what to come. I don't care what my perents think. Or what my
brother does. I just sick of this. I'm just sick.
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