How I feel for you

Dreams do Come true if you wish hard enough How do I start this story, well I guess I could start from the beginning. But first, like almost every good story starts with introductions. Hi, my name is Jania . I’m 17 and I love reading. I have brown hair, kinda long but not too long. As some have told me, perfect brown eyes. I don’t think of myself as fat or skinny, to be honest for me I don’t believe it is necessary to have an inbetween. Some people say the people in between are thick. But little do they realize it’s the same thing as being fat. If you ever get a chance or think you can prove me wrong then look up the dictionary definition. In the dictionary the synonyms for thick are chunky, fat, hard, heavy, and massive. The thing is I don't think of myself as thick either. What am I don’t know, but I’m going to a different topic now. I’m five, five in a half and I go to Treasurly High School. I’m friends with quite a few factions. First you have the popular kids, which I call the Regina Gerorges, because they sometimes act like they own the school. A Lot of them think they are in charge of your hair, clothes and the length of your hair and how it should look. Then there’s the semi popular ones, who I call the Wannbees. I started calling them that because they want the popularity status to be as high as the Regina George's. Which I sometimes call the Gerorges, because saying the full name can sometimes be tiring. The Wannabees are almost as bad as the Georges. They walk around and tell the Castys and Zestys what to do. Because they just think they're like that, they think it’s cool. Next in line is the Zestys, they’re all the non straight ones and that's how they got their name. The Zestys have two factions. The popular Zestys and the semi popular Zestys. They act the same way as the Georges and Wannabees but in their own zesty way, in their own non straight way. Then last of all there are the Castys, they are the ones that don't fit into the other factions. Some are the quiet ones, some are the loud ones and then some are the Emo ones. Yeah you could add factions to those, but if I’m being truly honest there is no point. There are plenty of them, but if you look at the very end they are all outcast and that's how they got their name. I have a whole bunch of friends in both of them so I don’t actually say I belong to a specific faction. Moving on, I have one baby brother who is three months old and that's it for the siblings. I think that's enough of the Introductions and lets get into the story. I lay in bed reading Sweet Peril by Wendy Higgins, my mom is in the living room watching my baby nephew play with his toys. I am