you had always been considered the ugly girl in class, someone who would never get a good job or get a good looking husband. It’s just something people where predicting for your future for you to die alone because of your “ugly ness”

though out your whole high school years it was hell. Every where you went you where teased, laughed at, joked about even beaten up a few times for just looking like. You.

you had given up on love being manipulated by all those people in thinking you where too ugly to deserve anyone.

life got better after high school and college. You got your degree in engineering, you went to the gym to get in shape, you got into skin care and got your hair done.

you where a complete different person from the high school you. You had met your husband Simon a few years after college. After running into each other a few times, as in living in almost the same neighbourhood, he had asked you out and were now happily married after dating for 5 years.

you got the invite for a high school meet up about 4 weeks ago. You had been debating whether to go or not but your husband offered to tag along and give you some support with seeing these past bullies of mine.

you had gotten dressed up as Simon had gotten you as far as to go, so you where gonna go but then in full glamour and to show off what you had worked so hard for.

as you and your husband pulled up in your beautiful car people where outside talking.

as you got out of the car looking absolutely unrecognisable some people just watched you trying to figure out who this beautiful woman was and who she had been that was in their class.

Simon had his arm around your waist as you walked up to the come together.

“You got this hun”

he said as he squeezed your waist softly trying to give you some reinsurance.

you greeted some people and when they noticed it was you. Their jaw dropped.