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MY PLASTIC SURGERY SUMMER

((Pt.3))

Ugly. Stupid. Four-eyes. Fat. Disgusting.
I remember those words as clear as day.
But not anymore. I'm beautiful now.hit
That Plastic Surgery saved my life...or so I thought.

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"You're the ugliest f**king b*tch I've ever seen! You thought a fat git like you could be good enough to have my Connor?! What a laugh, girlfriend." Grace sneered, kicking dirt in my face.
The pain hurt so bad. Blood was dripping from my leg.
"Stop." I panted, "I didn't know Connor was joking. I'm sorry."
Grace smiled. "I thought we were bff's for life, I really did, Crystal. But you see, I was always the pretty one and you knew it. I wore cute little flower headbands and you tied your hair back so much you looked like a sh*t pile!You're so fat and horrid no-one will ever like you! Hehe!"
"Sorry." I gasped, breathing for air.
A leg pushed my face into a muddy puddle.
"Grace.." Connor muttered.
"Shut up, honey boo! I'm having too much fun now! Remember this, PLASTIC SURGERY won't even help you. You're a pile of trash. You see, I did a good thing. You would have committed suicide because you were so disgusting. I did it for you instead! Hehe!" Grace giggled cruelly, flicking her hazel - brown hair over her shoulder.
"I beg for your forgiveness, Grace. I'm so sorry. Sorry." I pleaded, tears stinging in my eyes.
"Aw! Isn't that cute, Conny boo? She's begging. Like a beast." Grace laughed, tugging my hair so her face was next to mine.
"Grace, stop. Enough." Connor said quietly, tapping her shoulder.
"SHUT THE F**K UP! CAN'T YOU SEE I'M ENJOYING MYSELF HERE?!?!" Grace screamed, turning around.
Connor went quiet once more, and stared at me with an emotionless expression.
My heart was throbbing and, everything spinning. Everything was hurting and aching so so BAD right now. Grace peered at me, and took a stick from a trashcan.
"Sweet dreams, you ugly, pimply beggar." Grace laughed, hitting me on the back with it hardly.
Then the next part made me so happy. Everything went black.
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I woke up, sweating all over.
I checked the time on the little red alarmclock next to my bed. 3 o'clock in the morning.
That dream was frightening. But it didn't matter. That was the old me.
I've changed.
I'm one of the Populars now.
I sighed, and shook my head. There was no use going back to sleep now.
I logged onto Facebook, and the first person I saw online was....Jake.
Great.
Just great.
 

MY PLASTIC SURGERY SUMMER

((Pt.2))

Ugly. Stupid. Four-eyes. Fat. Disgusting.
I remember those words as clear as day.
But not anymore. I'm beautiful now.hit
That Plastic Surgery saved my life...or so I thought.

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"Hi." I smiled, tucking my hair behind my ear.
Jake was a cute one.
As Mrs. Connors finished droning on about the French Revolution, Mr. Dennis about right-angled triangles, and the welcome assembly, everybody went out to lunch.
Melissa met me at what I guessed was the 'popular' table.
Blondes and Brunettes sat down there, and there were some hot guys too.
Not as hot as Jake, of course.
"Crystaaal!! Crystaaal!! Over hereee!!" Melissa screamed, waving her huge sparkly pink notepad in the air crazily.
I laughed, and went to join them.
A pretty honey blonde girl (who was INCREDIBLY SKINNY!) who was sitting next to Jake shot me extremely hateful glares, and moved over so I could have some room to sit next to Jake.
"Thanks, Jessica." Jake smiled, gazing into her sea - green eyes. She blushed, and turned away.
This girls was obviously in love with Jake, but not before me.
It was just flirting.
"Thanks, Jessica." I smirked. I would play this game like a pro.
I tried to eat as little as possible, taking some bites out of my salad and a few sips of my Diet Coke.
The other girls ate nothing at all except maybe a crumb or two.
I offered the 'Jessica' girl an apple, just to not seem like the only one pigging out.
Even Melissa just drank her orange juice and she was off making out with her boyfriend, Nate.
Jessica stared at me with a disgusted look, and peered at me up and down.
"No thanks, I'm on a diet." Jessica replied, with an annoying voice.
"Jessica, you should eat more, like Crystal. Being on a diet means taking a break from all that food and getting some excercise fit in between. Not starving yourself. you're thin enough already. Crystal likes being fit. That's why she's so beautiful."
I smiled, and Jake smiled back. Jessica just rolled her eyes and looked embarrassed.
Take that, b*tch.
"Thanks, Jake!" I giggled, twirling my hair around my finger.
 

MY PLASTIC SURGERY SUMMER

((Pt.1))

Ugly. Stupid. Four-eyes. Fat. Disgusting.
I remember those words as clear as day.
But not anymore. I'm beautiful now.
That Plastic Surgery saved my life...or so I thought.

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I walked into my new school, Red Rose High School.
My smooth dark chesnut hair flowed down my back and my crystal-blue eyes glimmered in the heat of the sun.
A crowd of "oohs" and "aahs" came from the people nearby when I walked past them. I smiled.
Of course I was beautiful.
I strutted to my locker when an incredibly hot guy slammed it shut.
"Uh...excuse me?"
The hot guy smiled. "Sorry, I didn't see you there. I'm Jake." he flipped his shaggy brown hair from his face.
I blushed, and smiled nervously. "H-Hey. I'm Crystal. Crystal Summers."
"Crystal. Crystal Blue. Like your amazingly dazzling eyes, then." Jake complimented, leaning in closer.
Just then, the bell rang. Damn it.
"See you later." Jake winked, turning away
I nodded, and looked down shyly.
This was a new start
A girl with a puffy 80's short blonde hairstyle came up to me, and giggled. She looked GORGEOUS.
"Hey! I'm Melissa. If you need any help, just text me." she babbled, chewing on her strawberry-licious gum and writing something on a sparkly hot pink notepad at the sametime.
Even her lips looked gorgeous.
She handed me the note, and it was doodled with cute little flowers and rabbits all over the page. In the middle, it said 'Melissa's number ----> 183 4963 2424'
"Thanks. LOVE LOVE LOVE your shoes by the way!" I exclaimed, putting on a big cute smile.
Melissa was definitely one of 'The Populars'. And so would I.
"TTYL! Gotta go to BORING Mr. Dennis' Math Class. I'll see you...." she stopped for a minute, and peered at my schedule "...at lunch!"
"Bye!" I smiled, showing my pearly whites.
Gotta keep this girl happy, I thought.
We kissed eachother on the cheeks, and walked seperate ways.
As I walked into a class labelled 'Mrs. Connors - HISTORY', I sat down and glanced around the room.
A face met mine. Jake.
"Hey, beautiful." he laughed, sitting down. Damn.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE: IT'S ME AGAIN :D. So here's a little longer chapter! :3 There's a different side to Julian? ;D Oooh. *People gasp drmatically* xD I promise I'll give Sara and Emma more speaking parts in the the next chapter, it's just that I like to keep which character what in the right order. Yes, I'm a perfectionist. A BIG one. I ♥ u , if you're reading my stories (the first one was STUPID - HELLO is the name of it - should I delete? Comment please.), bye.

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