My name is nathalie.That's Nath-Uh-lee I'm fourteen with a mind of an eighteen-year-old.I attend a school where the people my age listen to "good charlotte" and "rap" and care for sports and only sports.the guys have sex with other four- teen year olds while the girls do the same.all the guys in my grade hate me because i'm "more attractive" than their girlfriend. the girls dislike me because i am attractive and 'older' guys seem to "love" me. yes even kid's parents, i'm that DAMN pretty (i guess). I grew up in a well funded household with two parents and a roof over my head.I did attend a top of the line school for the "rich" whatever that means, and the straight A students. mean while i had a older sister complaning about a girls school after leaving crossroads. blah blah blah a couple years later a new house and a new school.i'm that quiet-little-girl in the corner (duh) then everything changes in sixth grade when i start listening to 'horrible" bands and music I won't even list because it's so bad.7th grade i was obbsessed with the movie the virgin suicides (don't ask me why) i just was. i colapsed into a deep-dark depression my 7th grade year and almost completed commiting suicide three times but all the times had failed. going into my 8th grade year i went to a "art" camp my sister once went to, and everything i ever had changed.i was put in a dorm with three other girls, two best friends and one girl from the uk.everyone in my dorm was friends until the last week where i dumped those dorm pals and made friends with two ten year olds (max oginz yes ben's little brother, and daniel speilberger and emma.) max had told us of a chick named liz who i got a bad feeling and memory of my sister bringing home a drug user name liz who looked quite like her to my house. so winston told max liz broke ben's heart and max decided to give liz a dose of her own medicene.we found a zinc pill and decided to trick liz and tell her it was a "fruity-chewy-birth control pill" make matters worse it was about 10x as big as a birth control pill.k so the week goes on and we start like "stalking" liz because we hate her before we met her.oh wait forgot to add one thing.k there was this guy named charlie k.k.yadad yadda yadda you know those lame-ass dances where you can't only dance not too close and shit well yeah bad things start to unravel after that dance.like my friends trying to set me up with a jewish guy to take to the dance (im jewish) and it's this boris guy yadda yadda yadda i get into a HUGE fight with the girls and i'm weeping yes i cry being called a racist and things then i watch remember the titans um it's was OK.last night i finally figure out how i never want to date anyone ever due to a broekn heart and a mean-yet cruel paragraph from qinston on how"ugly i am" that night i bawl,bawl,bawl,bawl and bawl the next morning my voice is gone and i'm officialy sick.i stayed sick for TWO WEEKS.yes two weeks so thank you charlie & winston i will never ever trust a guy again.