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This is my story..

It started when I was a sophomore in high school. Let me recall how I look back then. I was a bit of an overweight, stands 5 feet 5 inches tall and pretty much, pimples love my face particularly my forehead. I've been trying so hard to break up with them but -sigh! they just love me to death and continued to bug me until my junior years. To continue-- I had a long straight brown hair up to my waist with bangs to cover my pimples and I used to wear braces.

And so there was this guy who, out of the blue asked me out on a date. It got me so elated that I said yes without thinking twice. I can still remember I was standing in front of my locker one day checking my things when he-Arnold, approached me. Our conversation went like this:

Arnold: Hey, Jade!

Me: Uh, yes?

Arnold: Would you like to go out with me on Friday after class?

Me: ahh.. what?!

He raised his eyebrows, waiting..

Me: Errr..yeah.. ah.. sure!

Arnold: Good! See ya!

It would've been great, isn't it? NOT! The guy was a total jerk. Okay - Here's what happened. Came Saturday and half an hour before the class ends, my butt was on fire, I want to go out already and i can' stop myself from looking at my watch every 5 minutes or so. I was so excited and it feels like I am the prettiest amongst everyone at school. It just feels great being asked out, you know. 10 minutes before the bell rings, my desk is already empty. I can't wait - really can't wait. As the bell indicated that the class is over, I looked at Bette, my best friend, sitting right next to me and gave her a nervous smile. She raised her bushy eyebrows and looked at me curiously. I nodded my head still smiling, grabbed my bag and dashed towards the door..