Bom is perfect, yes she is. She has everything that an ordinary girl can ever wish for. She has beautiful, fair and silky skin. She has perfect sleek locks, tantalizing pair of dark auburn orbs, cute but well shaped nose and pink supple lips. Her form is perfect as her face, slender and blessed with all the perfect curves with the slim long pair of legs. To top all that, she’s also smart and down to earth. Then comes me. The perfect example of a living imperfection and Bom’s total opposite. I am imperfect, yes I am. My skin resembles a sick person’s skin, white and pale. My locks would always be set to a ponytail or a messy bun because they’re unruly and there’s nothing to be proud of them for me to let ‘em loose. Don’t even get me started with my face, I look….uninteresting. Same goes to my thin and stick like body. But though I might look very unattractive, there’s still something I can be a little bit proud of and that’s my intelligence. After that, no more. Now and then I wonder how in the world did I end up being Bom’s best friend. It’s just so… odd. Fate could have just put me together with some nerdy people but instead fate placed me to a very difficult position. It’s not that I don’t like Bom being my best friend. What I hate is how people look at us…me. They see me as someone who’s irrelevant. Underrated. Will there ever be a time that people would notice me? Will there ever be somebody, aside from the people close to me, who would appreciate me?     UnderratedCopyright © 2012 by imanapplerAll rights reserved. Forewordhey. hi :D another fanfic from me. i know im not yet done with MBIFM, but heck i cant holdy myself anymore, so here i am posting this.please dont get tired of me, i know im annoying plus boring...but yeah.just bear with me a little more? yeah? XD