Aerie sighed and gazed her picture at the large mirror on her desk. Fluffy, bouncy, blonde curls, big blue eyes. A little rosebud mouth in her heart-shaped face, her voice pretty and babyish, her giggle girlish and delicate. It was not fair! How could it be that she had no boyfriend? She was much better catch than those other beastly girls! Her cell phone she had ordered a 'I LUV YOU' logo for also steadfastly remained quiet. She had only had two SMS messages today, all of them from girls. It was not fair! She should have been the most popular girl in school!
Arrggghhh! Kill her. Kill her now!
Aerie pouted and sulked for a moment, listening through her latest Britney Spears album. She could go shopping, she supposed. Money was no problem as she had a limit-free credit card courtesy to her often absent parents. But she had been shopping just two nights ago, and it didn't help. Clothes, even really cute ones, were no substitute for a real boyfriend. Aerie knew she was a sensitive and deep soul to think that profoundly. It made things doubly unfair. Not only was she the cutest girl in school, she also had a really sweet personality!
Sweet as a lemon. What the heck does she want a boyfriend for, anyway? When I was that age, all the available males were morons!
She deserved some consolation now. She snuck to kitchen cupboard and fished out a six-pack of chocklad dipped donuts. She was really hungry. She had been at McDonalds with her friends, but only taken small fries in spite of being ravenous. If a girl ate big fries, let alone a *burger* publicly, she would be a pig! And Aerie would rather die than have guys think she was a pig. So she has snuck to buy the donuts at her way home, just in case. She stuffed them into her mouth one by one, gobbling them down. It probably looked really gross, but it didn't matter as no-one was looking.
Sheesh, I suddenly feel my own teenage years weren't that bad after all.
After wolfing the donuts down she felt dread and guilt, though. She didn't even dare to think how many calories there were in the stuff. And eating like this could make her... *gasp*... fat! Aerie didn't yet have such problems, though she did make her best to loudly complain about her allegedly wide ass and two extra kilos to anyone who wanted to listen and many who didn't. Otherwise people might err to think that she was not vigilant. But if she really became fat... she shivered even to think of such a horrid fate. She had seen fat people, some of them even her classmates. She could not understand how they could bear it. Why didn't they just kill themselves? To look so gross, to be despised by everybody... and the idea that she would be one of them was simply too much. And yet, one of the fat girls had a... boyfriend. The boyfriend wasn't even very ugly. The sheer burden of the unfairness of it burned Aerie like acid. She hissed in frustration and narrowed her eyes, tears collecting into them.
*snigger* This is a version of Aerie I can really loathe...but then I hate anyone thin who witters endlessly about their weight and counting calories.
Grim and determined, she marched into the bathroom. She stuck her fingers into her throat and hurled the barely digested remains of the donuts in the bowl. Her face was red and puffed from the effort, the sad remnants of her carefully finished makeup now a smudge on her cheeks. But she worked with cold water, cleansing milk, and new layer of make-up. Patiently. Dutifully. Soon enough she looked presentable again and smiled at her pretty picture in the mirror. But now the boyfriend situation needed assessing. People were soon going to *talk* if she didn't have one. An idea, vaguely shameful but perhaps justifiable as a desperate measure occurred to her. She went back to her bedroom.
Umm, ok now I don't hate her quite as much
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Aerie switched her PC on, impatiently tapping her foot as it crunched and hummed as the operating system built itself up. Aerie promptly berated herself of even internally using word such as 'operating system' - all the cute guys would find it absolutely *gross* if a girl talked like that! Sure, some nerd would probably find it okay, even like it. But Aerie would rather die than have a nerd as a boyfriend. Eeewww!
Nerds make the best boyfriends!
On with the registration process. The boring details of her address and age. Race: elf. Body build? Now we're talking... slender. Aerie sighed at her flat chest. The school nurse, rather exasperated, had told her that slender people generally didn't have gigantic breasts and that hers were quite normal. What did the old cow know anyway, Aerie was saving for a boob job. Do you like to work out? Absolutely, every day. That, strictly telling, was not true. But it sounded as if she really did her best not to look fat. Colors? Aerie smiled, that was certainly an assett. Natural blond, long, curly hair. Blue eyes. It pissed her off that she could not add that they were really, really big. Do you like animals? Of course. Aerie had nothing against animals as long as they didn't make any icky mess or smear her make-up or mess her hair... but girls were supposed to like animals. Same went for babies, so she of course adored them.
Now I hate her again. Is there anything in that head apart from air? I can remember my friends acting like this during my teenage years, and it really bugged me.
How would you describe youself. Careful now... have to really think on which ones to tick. Caring. That was a good one - she really understood suffering because she had seen it so much herself, and besides girls should be caring. Great sense of humor. Oh yes... she could giggle with the best of them. Guys loved it when you giggled at their jokes. Intelligent. No-no. That scared guys off. Cute. Of course!
Any guy that is scared off by intelligence isn't worth having!
After a while she pressed 'Submit'. Perhaps this would solve her problems. Much happier, Aerie started to daydream of her first date.
Hehe, lovely profile of her personality! Quite sad in many ways, but very believable.