Hey guys !

Well thanks to everyones AMAZING reviews I decided to continue.

Thank you for all your support, I really appreciate it (:

I'm going to be updating as much as i can more often, but I'm going to be dividing my time between this story and my Total Drama Series story "Playing Pretend"

Anyways, on with the story ! It's kind of short but its better then nothing.


Third period felt like the longest period so far to Lila, but that could just be because she was nervous. Everything she did was fake. Everytime one of the girls told a joke, she fake laughed. Everytime one of the girls talked, she fake listened, and throughout the whole period, Lila faked the biggest smile she could. On the outside everything seem normal, but on the inside Lila was a mess. She wasn't one of those people that dealt with guilt very easily, but if California taught her one thing, it was how to be strong. Even though she felt paranoid, she kept playing along, acting as if life was perfect, when it was actually far from it.

Finally, the bell rang. Lila, Nadine, Rhonda and Helga got up.

Rhonda hook elbows with Lila, "Common, let's head to lunch. Everyone's gonna be happy to see you!"

And of course, all Lila could do was smile and nod.

The next 10 minutes were kind of a busy mess for Lila. She was currently sitting at the group's lunch table being bombarded with questions left and right. They all missed her, and they were all happy to have her back (even Helga! Since she knew that before middle school started Arnold dropped his little crush on her, but no one knows that). During the rest of lunch Lila didn't speak much, she was too deep in thought.

Mhmm...Maybe I'm worrying over nothing...everything seems fine here Lila silently thought to herself.

Maybe she really was being over paranoid. Everyone was happy. No one seem to know except for Iggy, and he defiantly didn't want to bring it up, he knew how much trouble he would get in. Lila took a deep breath, and she relaxed. She didn't see any more reason to worry. A great weight was lifted off her shoulders and all her worries were gone. Maybe she could just live a happy normal life here. And for the first time since arriving, Lila cracked a real smile.

But, she still knew to keep her guard up, just in case.


Phoebe sighed as she look around the table.

Beautiful she thought.

They were all beautiful. Phoebe wouldn't admit outloud how envious she was.

Helga has lucious blonde hair and big brown eyes.

Nadine's smile was to die for.

Rhonda and Lila were always the pretty ones, ever since they were in elementary school.

Where was Phoebe? What was so great about her? Yeah she was smart, but where had that gotten her? It had gotten her used by those 5th graders back in the elementary days. Phoebe was weak. She had no confidence.

Where was the sweet Phoebe that never really cared about her looks?

She left freshman year Phoebe thought again.

Phoebe remembered her first day of high school. Suddenly, she felt different. Everyone had grown so much. Everyone looked so different. Everyone had a bright smile. Everyone's laugh was louder then the year before. Everyone was pretty.

Phoebe wasn't pretty.

She knew she wasn't ugly, but she was no where compared to the other girls. Gerald had told her many times how "beautiful" she was, but she just couldn't believe it. She felt like the odd one out.

Phoebe watched the gang talk. She watched as Helga's hair bounced as she laughed. She saw Nadine's perfect smile plastered on her face. She observed how younger freshman boys looked at Rhonda and Lila.

No one looked at Phoebe.

Phoebe's hair didn't bounce.

Phoebe couldn't even crack a little smile. All she could do was stare at her half eaten lunch.

Phoebe got up, "Excuse, I have to go to the bathroom,"

Ok's were chorused among the group.

Phoebe walked towards the the girls bathroom in the english hall. She knew that most of the english classes had lunch right now, so they were almost empty around this time. She walked into the brightly lit plain room. She walked into the last stall and bent next to the toilet. She knew what she needed to do, all Phoebe could see were visions of Lila, Rhonda, Nadine, Helga and all the other "pretty" girls in her school. She wanted to be like them. She wanted the attention they get. She pushed herself more and more. Vomit successfully coming out of her mouth with every attempt. Five minutes later Phoebe flushed, washed up her face/hands, and preceded back to the table.

With every step back, Phoebe couldn't help but feel at least a little bit more "attractive". She hummed "I feel pretty" from West Side Story all the way back. Except, it just didn't sound right, not right at all.


Sorry if it was short ! Like I said, I'm trynna balance 2 stories (: