My name is Heather. I just turned 18 and I can't wait to get out of High School. I only have a few months left, but the bullying is getting worse everyday. I guess if you had to label me it would be 'geek', but I don't really see myself that way. I should be a popular kid, but I'm too ugly for their standards. I'm slightly overweight, with scraggly brown hair and pudgy facial features. I've put up with being shunned for this long, but really, I would give anything to be an attractive cool kid!

Well it seems finally my wish might be coming true, though it's a little late if you ask me. I was hanging out in the library when some student I'd never really noticed before approached me. He looked a little bit like a goth, but somehow more sophisticated.

“Hey there. I've seen you around before.” He sat down beside me, and I tried to look like I didn't want to talk to him. “Listen, I think I know what you're going through.”

“Can you go, please? I just want to study”

“My names Gabriel.” He ignored my refusal to talk. “I know how you want to be a popular kid, and more attractive. I can help you with that.”

I looked at him curiously, but I was skeptical about his claim. That's when he handed me an ornate glass vial filled with a purple liquid.

“If you drink this tonight, in the morning you will be beautiful and popular. Hell, every guy will want you!”

“How? What's the catch?” For some reason I was believing what he said.

“Well... there is a side effect. But you have to drink it before I can tell you. But don't worry, it's nothing serious, and if you don't like it you will go back to your normal self in no time!” he was being oddly convincing. “Listen. You hold onto that for tonight. But if you don't drink it I'll need it back, 'kay?”

Gabriel just left after that, and I looked for him the rest of the school day but never found him. I thought about the vial and what he said during the whole bus ride home. My curiosity was too strong, and I decided that I'd drink it. What was the worst that could happen, if it was some drug I'd be safe in my own room!

So once nine o'clock came, I retreated to my room, locked the door and took out the vial. It glowed bright, filling my room with a purple haze. I pulled the cork off the top, and brought it to my lips. I tilted back my head and drank all of the strange liquid. It didn't have much of a taste surprisingly, but the thickness made it hard to swallow. I waited for a few moments but nothing happened, suddenly I felt incredibly tired, and I just conked out right there.