A/N: I don't own the characters. I know this start is a little slow, please hang in there. Thank you so much for reading.
About me- Isabella Swan. Short, round and goofy as hell. Well... I am not THAT short (5'1 on a good day). And I know I'm a typical teenage girl with body image issues, because I saw a photo of myself and didn't even recognize myself. THAT is me? Why do all the kids tease me if I look like that! I always joke that instead of an hour glass figure, I am cursed with a month-glass. Way too big on top and bottom with a freakishly small waist. No clothes ever fit me. Always pants are too big in the waist, tight in the hips, and way too long. Same with shirts, too low cut, sleeves too long, buttons straining across my chest. In my mind, I am as big as an elephant, and I worry all the time- will that chair hold me? Will I have to squeeze through the door? I think part of my problem is that once when I was a pre-teen, my mom said to me "That is why you are fat as a pig, always with your nose in a book!" That stuck to me, and I have always felt like i am the fat one in the room, while everyone else is perfect. I am very vulnerable to teasing, and for whatever reason, the boys at school LOATHE me. I broke my nose a long time ago, when my sister and I tried to jump the whole stairs and I smashed into the wall. I never went to a doctor or anything, but I knew it broke, and I had two black eyes for a week after. I struggle to breathe sometimes, and end up a mouth breather. The guys like to call me Darth Vader. They snicker at me when I walk by, and I am very careful about what I wear and what I do. One time the jerky guy with the locker next to me, Tom, saw me reaching for something on the higher shelf in my locker and started calling me Torpedo Tits. What a douchenozzle. And he is supposed to be so popular and great. I don't even want anything to do with any boy that thinks it is funny to ridicule someone's body parts or humiliate someone. It's people like Tom that have made me hate school so much. He and his endless pack of friends make it a big sport to try to make me mad or make me cry or something like we're in the third grade. I'd never admit it, but it is really kind of terrifying to walk past them knowing they will be snickering about my body while breathing like Darth Vader. I'm practically flunking school because I refused to come out of the locker room for swimming without a t-shirt on, and our pervy gym teacher made a rule on the spot- no t-shirts. So I never went back, and failed phys ed. I would rather flunk out any day than let those bastards see me in my bathing suit.
I am probably the best listener on the planet, and no one ever notices that I haven't revealed anything about myself in the exchange. I tend to be friends with people who are very self-involved, and play the wingman. Or third wheel, in most cases. I read everything, always. I am a lot smarter than my grade point reflects. That is because I ditch school every chance I get. So I have no problem pulling it together so I can get outta here ahead of schedule. I figure i will find some crappy minimum wage job and work as many hours as I can to save for school, since apparently I will be attending whatever glorious institution will accept my crappy SAT scores and 2.0 GPA. I suck at taking standardized tests. I think too critically, and become convinced they are trying to trick me, and talk myself into choosing the total wrong answer. Oh, well. I never really cared about going to college, so I will just deal with the consequences. My mom and my school counselor decided that I will apply to three schools, and basically filled out the applications for me. At this point, I only have three weeks left before I can wrap up this whole high school nightmare and move on.