Hi, this is my first story and English isn't my first language either, so please have mercy. The story is about a girl who everybody is jealous of, but nobody knows what's behind that perfect smile.
I'll try to update every Thursday:)
Prologue
Oh, it's already 6 am; guess I have to wake up. But do I have to? Does it even matter? I always wake up at 6 am, I'll go downstairs just to hear my mom and dad arguing. Then I'll just hurry up so I don't have to listen to it anymore, at school everyone will look at me and be like "Wow! Dorothea Campton, how I would love to be her!" But sometimes I would still feel the glares of people who don't like me, because they too are jealous. Just in a different way. My friends say that this kind of jealousy is the worst one. But I don't think so... for me, the worst one is the one where people would kill to be me. I guarantee you, you don't want to be me. My life isn't as perfect as you think it is.