You are what they consider perfection, perfect grades, perfect magic control, perfect grace, perfect smile, perfect looks, perfect body, perfect fashion, perfect friend group, perfect life, rich. You was just perfect. But was you?

In truth you studied every day, juggler friend groups and drama while feeling emotional burnt out, not even being their true friend. Just people that are popular enough to talk to you. Your hair dyed and your vision is poor. Waking up early to get ready every morning, Your control over magic just a firm of intense practice. You felt and was isolated fit things you was doing, trying to accomplish. but you was burnt out! handling school was enough, home was a whole other issue in itself.

Class after class you could hear the whispers, your skin was perfect, hair flawless, determination 'effortless', the way people avoided you for being 'not worthy' in their eyes, you just wanted a true friend, someone who saw you for you.

Then you met her, a girl who bumped into you in the hall, a accident entirely, scurrying off quickly to next class... Yet she returned, to apologies, and stayed. How or why was beyond you but she was their, the truth about each other spilling out over the months of built up friendship.

You learnt her name was Lara Hutchkins, a girl with short dirty blond hair and green eyes that glissen brighter then any jewel you had seen. Her smile brightening up a room like the sun itself shined down on you. Shy and easy to fluster but sweet non the less. she was your reason to contiune. Though ackedemicly challenged with slipping grades, magical failure, and on the chubby side, you adored her, everything was what you considered perfect. Though allot thought diffrently, bad nothing her behind closed doors, you learned to trust. you was both the reason each other contiuned.

Only problem? Now was summer break, you didn't need to care fir yourself so your natural hair colour was coming back, you wore what you want. but most of all you was kinda mess. So the last thing you needed was for any person from school coming, but when you saw Lara, dressed in a cute pink dress covered with cherries. It was hard to not open the door.

Now she was here, seeing the true you.