From Elementary to my sophomore year of high school I wasn’t necessarily considered “ugly” but more plain to be exact. Almost no attractive girl acknowledged me as good looking. They thought I was goth just because my hair was naturally pitch black along with my fair skin. Then the summer before my junior year I started changing my look a bit and people looked at me like I was a different person. I started straightening my hair and wearing clothes from Abercrombie, Aeropostale, Banana Republic etc. Then in my senior year I competed in this fundraiser for my prom which involved a beauty pageant for guys. I became popular after that and got hit on by some of the girls that ignored me before. I am in college now and I am getting flirty remarks from many. I feel as if because of the mental and vain torture I experienced has given me the impression to be cynical about every girl that hits on me.