Loser, Whatever!
Prologue
Hey, my name is Bridgette. This is the beginning of my story.
I have never been popular. I have no friends at school (Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry), but I do have a few neighbors that at least pretend to be nice. I'm now about to write my final exams and enter my 17th summer. In case youre wondering, I have absolutely nothing to do with Harry Potter and his crowd. I'm in Hufflepuff, the first sign that I'm a complete loser.
I'm not pretty, but I'm not ugly either. I'm not skinny, and Im not fat. I'm a healthy size. I lack the mammary glad size I should be at right now, which sucks. It's hard to find bras for my age group that are small enough to fit me. My feet and hands are normal sized, I have short, straight, black hair, olive skin and brown eyes. I don't care that I don't have any friends. I like to be by myself most of the time, but for the times that I need companionship, I need help. I'm not emo! Just to clear that up!
Little did I know that my life was about to take a dramatic turn that summer....
I have never been popular. I have no friends at school (Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry), but I do have a few neighbors that at least pretend to be nice. I'm now about to write my final exams and enter my 17th summer. In case youre wondering, I have absolutely nothing to do with Harry Potter and his crowd. I'm in Hufflepuff, the first sign that I'm a complete loser.
I'm not pretty, but I'm not ugly either. I'm not skinny, and Im not fat. I'm a healthy size. I lack the mammary glad size I should be at right now, which sucks. It's hard to find bras for my age group that are small enough to fit me. My feet and hands are normal sized, I have short, straight, black hair, olive skin and brown eyes. I don't care that I don't have any friends. I like to be by myself most of the time, but for the times that I need companionship, I need help. I'm not emo! Just to clear that up!
Little did I know that my life was about to take a dramatic turn that summer....