Chapter 1
I started kissing frogs when I was five. I stopped kissing
them when I realized that if I ever found an enchanted prince he’d probably be
just like other guys, a toad without charm __ unless you look like a
cheerleader.
I
don’t. Not even close. It’s not that I’m so ugly that I make people pass out or
throw up when they see me, it’s just that I don’t have a tiny waist and long
legs that look cute in a short skirt. Plus, I don’t have long blond hair.
Mine’s curly, copper-colored and short.
I
thought there were two exceptions at Springdale High to the guy-toad rule. One,
Colby Peterson, the editor of the school newspaper. He’s also my best friend,
which doesn’t make him my boyfriend. The other is Marc Adams. Sigh. I dream of
him every night. Even though Marc’s popular, he’s nice to me. We live on the
same street and sometimes we walk to school together.
Three
months ago something happened that changed everything.
