I only went to the volleyball game to watch my brother. There are boys everywhere. Is that boy looking at me, how do I look? Did I remember to brush my hair this morning? Do I have anything on my face? What does he see when he looks at me? Does he think I look okay? All these thoughts running through my head, part of me is thinking they are can only be judging me on my looks, ahh, what is their final judgment?
I guess I can’t get too mad because I’m doing it as well, Number 6 looks okay, but number 10 is way better looking. Hmm, I wonder if they are thinking the same things as me – is my hair okay? Is there anything on my face? What does she see when she looks at me? Number 10 brushes his hair to one side, was that for me? I guess they are just as worried about what they look like as I am.
Wait, why am I worrying about what I look like? Oh, that’s right, I realise as four girls appear from nowhere, where did they come from? I look up, they look beautiful. Why did they have to sit here, why right next to me? Instinctively, I look down and compare myself to them, how do my clothes look? Did I put makeup on this morning, No! I am only watching my brother play volleyball, luckily I didn’t put yesterday’s clothes on, they are still …show more content…
Prove to everyone that we are beautiful, even if it means changing our whole face to look a certain way. But why is it us girls that have to do it? Why aren’t the boys changing their looks? None of them has makeup on? Well maybe number 7 does, but that’s probably just genetics rather than mascara. Why don’t they change their faces to look a certain way? Do they not care about their looks? Well, that’s not true, they do their hair each morning and look in the mirror each day. So do they do what we do? Do they see their flaws? The problems with their bodies? Do they worry about what they look like if they see a