Hey guys! It's my first piece to be exposed to the world, so I hope you like it. I will try to update every day because I can't stand waiting to see what will happen next, even if I'm the one writing it :) I won't drop the story, either I'll give it a ending. The first chapter is kind of short, sorry! Thanks for reading! Review! CPOV

Clary saw herself walking down the school halls, surrounded by friends, wearing the best of all clothes. Her fiery red frizzy hair was straight and put into an elaborate hairstyle. The makeup she wished she could wear was perfectly done. Obviously it was not done by Clary herself, who was basically makeup and hair retarded. She was wearing a lime green dress that showed off her imaginary curves and thin, perfect legs. In her dream, Clary had a flat stomach with her hipbones and all her fat was almost gone. It was perfect.

But in moments, the dream changed and showed how Clary thought herself today. The new girl was way overweight, with makeup spread across her face like butter and hair turned into a rats nest. People around her laughed and pointed as this Clary walked around.

Then, the blond bully came up and grabbed her stomach, laughing and drawing a crowd.

"Look at this!" he called out as his friends neared, "She has so much fat I could scoop it out by the handful!" the crowd laughed and the blondie, Jace, started roughly grabbing her fat all over as Clary tried to escape. But Jace grabbed her and somehow the ground elevated in the hallways, making everyone see how Jace was pointing out her fat. The crowd leered and called as Jace rambled off fat people insults.

Clary felt the atmosphere around her change as she awoke form her dream. The hallways had appeared so real; all the insults so true. Even her tears still soaked her face. She shot out of bed and ran to her mirror, ready to look at the grotesque thing people called Clary. In the mirror was a soft, curvy, girl that wasn't stick thin like everyone else.

Clary ran back to her bed and sobbed into her pillow, images of her dream coming back into her head. Why couldn't she just be thing like everyone else? Countless times she watched as thin twig girls pulled out a family size bag of chips and devoured it with a cupcake and soda. She watched sadly as she pulled out her broccoli and water. Even after countless hours of exercise, even after dieting like crazy, at the end of the day she could still pinch her stomach fat. How?

Clary sobbed about her life into her pillow, dreading tomorrow school where everyone could see her fat rolls pouring off her. Clary fell into a dreamless sleep, the tears stills soaking her face and her breath still ragged.