I don't feel good.

It's not that I'm sick; I feel perfectly fine. It's just that...I'm not exactly happy. With myself, mostly.

Mom, who's a singer and model, and Dad, who's the news anchor on the No Reason To Worry show, are both incredibly famous. What with traveling and handling their busy jobs, they don't have time for me and Fitz.

Well, actually, Fitz gets plenty of attention because he's doing his college admissions, and Mom and Dad are really strict about getting into a good college.

So it's only me who gets left out.

That would have been fine about a year ago, when me and Fitz were practically famous in school. But now, nobody really notices me anymore, and I'm not sure why.

I do know that I don't like it.

Because it's making me realize...I'm just a pretty face. Nothing more.

If I wasn't, wouldn't my grades be better?

Wouldn't people notice me?

Another thing I'm realizing is this so-called "reputation" of mine only exists in my mind. I don't have a reputation to fulfill because I'm not enough.

I'm not special.

Author's Note: Again, I'm extremely sorry that the chapters are so short. Honestly, I can relate to this one so much it's sad. Except, of course, the being pretty part (I know right, sad). The next chapter will be in Salty Silver Bangs's point of view.