Welcome to the Story, of a tale of a brave 15-year-old girl who's on a journey to discover her true beauty. Follow her as she learns to overcome the bullies and find her inner confidence, one step at a time. This is a story of self-love and empowerment, with a heart full of hope for all the girls who don't think they're pretty enough. Let the journey begin .

This book has .

-bully ing .

-sad.

-strong words.

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A 15-year-old girl is struggling to fit in after transferring to a new school. She's dealing with bullying, pressure to be popular, and anxiety about her appearance. All she wants is to find a group of friends who will accept her for who she is. So she decides to start a club for misfits who don't fit in either. Will this be the key to finally finding her place and embracing her unique strengths?

How about you stay with us and continue to read to find out and I hope you like this book.

It was supposed to be the perfect trip, but little did she know, it would become the scariest moment of her life.

Btw I am so happy and flattered and glad and grateful that you decided  to chose this book  .

And I will not let you down !.

Anyway have fun on this story.🪸🍄

                                                         (Love Alice's books )(me )

Btw just to tell you this book is on webpad to becas I made a book called ugly to Pretty on there and is the same book on here .i use webpad and this app as well .

She grew up in A small town called green valley.it wasn’t rich likw the other people but it was good enough.her father got a better job in a bigger place they moved to the rich place and she got a letter saying she got into a big school (rich kids ) but at what price did her sister have to do to get her there she had to seal her body to a teacher and princbul.the girl goes to school and gets bullied.

Her teacher is six feet eight and has black hair brown eyes tall and pido and likes kids .

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I took another breath and walked over to an empty desk at the back of the room, trying to stay invisible. As I sat down, I felt the whole class shift their attention in my direction. Snickering and whispers followed, making me feel like I was the center of attention for all the wrong reasons. This was not what I had envisioned when I had accepted my transfer to this school. I had imagined finally fitting in, finally making friends.that was a dream.

You heard that new girl is gonna be in our class this semester?"

"Omg, yeah. I heard she's a total freak."

"Right?! Can you believe she actually decided to transfer here?"

"Honestly, who would do that?"

"I don't know, but it's like they already decided she doesn't belong. They should just ship her back where she came from."

"Jake your so funny

"That girl looks like she is made of poor .

I loked at my notes as I try harder and harder to ignore what they are saying I keep telling myself that they must be talking about someone else or I'm just hearing things .

Alright, we're moving on to the next question. Who wants to answer this one?" The teacher pointed toward the girl in the back row.

"Me!" She raised her hand eagerly, hoping to finally get something right and win a few points with her classmates.

"You again?" The teacher chuckled, rolling his eyes. "Let's see if you can get this one right. Try to remember that not everyone comes from a backwoods hick town where they don't teach basic math."

The teacher asked a question about the subject they were studying, and a girl raised her hand and gave the correct answer. The teacher immediately started gushing and praising her.

"Great job, you're exactly right! See, that's what I mean when I talk about the difference between students who come from places with actual schooling and idiots like this one (he pointed at the girl in the back row). At least there's one smart person in this class."

The classroom was abuzz with laughter and gossip as the teacher finished roasting the girl in the back row. Then, a loud voice cut through the chatter.

"At least she's not a spoiled brat like the rest of you, always whining about everything."

The class was stunned into stunned silence, and then everyone turned to see who had spoken. It was a different girl, one who had also raised her hand to answer the teacher's question earlier.

"Everyone thinks they're better than her because they come from richer backgrounds."

The teacher read out loud from the attendance list, and when he got the the girl's name, he smirked.

"And what's your name again?"

"Akkio Meimei."

"More like Akkio Cringemei, amirite?" The class broke out into laughter, and the teacher leaned casually against the desk.

"And where are you from, Cringemei?"

Sure! Here's how it could go:

The teacher continued reading the attendance list, and when he got to the girl's name, he smirked even wider.

"And where are you from, Cringemei?"

"I'm from Japan, but I'm half Chinese too."."

"And I bet your parents are rich and spoiled  too." The class laughed, and the teacher added, "I can tell just by looking at you that you've never known a single day of hardship in your whole life."

The teacher continued taking attendance, but instead of focusing on the names, his attention was directed towards the girl at the back of the class.

He leaned forward into her personal space, his eyes wandering all over her body.

He finally looked her in the eye and said, "I've been keeping my eye on you, Cringemei. You're just my type. A shy, submissive girl who doesn can't stand u to me."

The class laughed, and even the teacher added, "Maybe I should teach you a lesson privately after school."

"How's that sound .

The teacher continued, "She'd look pretty on her knees for me. I can do whatever I want to her, and she won't even be able or strong enough to fight back."

The class laughed again, especially the boys, who imagined a scenario where they were in the teacher's position.

"You might even become my favorite student," the teacher whispered, his words dripping with a sinister smirk.

The teacher continued, "Akkio, right? I think I'll remember that name after I'm done with you."

The class laughed even more at the teacher's suggestive comments.

"Then later," the teacher continued, "I'll let the other boys have a turn playing with you. They've been eager for days now, waiting to get their hands on you. Do you like that idea?"

The teacher finished taking attendance and then smirked at the girl at the back of the class.

He walked away and then muttered to himself, "I know you'll be the perfect target for me. Your sister had to do so many favours for me just to be in my class. I wonder how far you'll go..."

.she then stands up as she walks out the class the teacher laughed.

This isn’t right she keeps telling herself the class and thr teacher why are they looking at me like that what did I do this isn’t right something don’t add up

She walks down the halls and into the bathroom crying

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This isn’t right she keeps telling herself the class and thr teacher why are they looking at me like that what did I do this isn’t right something don’t add up.

Her voice crying .

She walks into the bathroom and into a stall as she then jumps on the toilet seat and put the thing over it and sat down pulling out her phone .she calls her sister wanting to ask what this teacher was talking about.

She calls and her sister picked up .

“Yes whats is it .she said her voice mixed with a question. But quite frankly.

“What is the trencher talking about our he said you did something to get me here .

“Ughh ok so we .. it’s a great at school and I couldn’t just get you there with six bucks .

“I needed to do something the teacher and principal would like .

“Why why can’t I just go to a normal school not one with rich kids why why did you do that .

“Listen brat I did this for you for you to get into the good school to pay us back someday .

“What do you expecmean pay y’all back and with what .

“To pay us back by going to college or university .doing something great at in life .

“You think I asked for this you think I wanted to go here no I wanted to stay in are home town were I had real friends that didint be mean to me we were in a normal school no one with rich kids -.

“Shut up your supposed to be in class we did this for you so be a little greatfull you brat and go back to class .

“But they but the teacher he said what you did they made fun of me .

“And ? I did lots for you to get into this school and I’m at work so go back to classss .

“But-

“Go.

*her sister then hangs up the phone and she walks back to class she sat down and was about to cry at the teachers worlds.

Teacher :Her sister was crying and even got on her neel and did anything for me oh how I wish her sister will do the same it seems begging is in your family

Class:I can’t believe it wow .

This isn’t right she keeps telling herself the class and thr teacher why are they looking at me like that what did I do this isn’t right something don’t add up

Why me why me why me why am I this way why am I here Why me why me why me why am I this way why am I here Why me why me why me why am I this way why am I here Why me why me why me why am I this way why am I here Why me why me why me why am I this way why am I here Why me why me why me why am I this way why am I here Why me why me why me why am I this way why am I here Why me why me why me why am I this way why am I here Why me why me why me why am I this way why am I here Why me why me why me why am I this way why am I here .

She keeps telling herself crying .

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