The entire day so far, L.J has received compliments from people she didn't even know. Some of them she didn't even recognise and others she didn't hasn't even met yet. She felt good about being seen, but she also felt weird, and uneasy with all the attention she was getting. She went to the bathroom just before lunch and sat on the down on the closed toilet seat, raking her fingers through her hair. She wasn't used to her hair being worn down and getting in her face all the time. The door opened and L.J heard a couple of girls talking.
"I mean, she's only doing this to get attention from the guys" The one says, and she recognised the voice as one of the cheerleaders.
"Yeah, she doesn't even look that good" Were they talking about her?
"L.J really is just a lonesome loser, who needs to
