Somethings Gotta Give

Everything from that year in 1998 came back to me as a cool breeze shivered down my back. I knew that I would never forget it, didn't plan on it either. I stood up from the old tire swing and walked out into the middle the middle of the field. I wrapped my hands around my chest as a tear fell down my cheek, recalling EVERY memory that happened that year, The year I meet him. The year I became a junior and the year my life completely changed...

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"Jessica, don't do this to yourself, you'll go mad." "Make yourself more out there, wear makeup, get in trouble, kiss a guy." Everyone would preach to me. including my mom.I- was the everyday "nerdy girl that couldn't get out of the dictionary." As the people in school said.

Since I was going to be a junior next year, it meant I would finally be an upperclassmen. Everyone says you change that year, you sometimes become more wild and at the same time, mature. And that was definitely going to happen to me. No more "Miss goody-to-shoes and teachers pet." I was going to change my style, looks, and personalilty. Not for anyone, but for myself.