CHAPTER 8
NATALIA
School had always been my place. I ruled the hallway. Freshmen quaked when I passed. Sophomores groomed themselves to imitate me. Juniors clamored at my feet, hoping to gain access to my inner circle. Seniors respected the way I’d climbed to the top and stayed there.
And the boys. I owned them. They bowed to me. I did not consider myself a shallow person. Cherry could lose a few pounds and yet I still considered her a friend. I prided myself on looking beyond the exterior. My own messed up life was hidden behind an enticing shade.
I had a pretty face, but I’d always imagined that something inside me drew guys as quickly as my blue eyes or the length of my hair. I had a new body now. A new face. As temporary as they may be. It was time to test that theory. Besides, mes
