Me from the outside.

There's always that one girl. This one, she isn't any ordinary girl, some say she's got her head in the clouds; others say she's defenitely got her head screwed on straight.
She has medium length brown hair, and blue-green eyes, and overall pretty normal features. She isn't particularly pretty, nor ugly. She was on the taller side of the other girls her age. She always felt the need to roll her socks right down. She has three badges on her collar, reading "Class Vice Captain", "Grace Lehnerdt" and "Interact Board Club member."

She sits towards the back of the maths classroom, and looks bored out of her skull. She doesn't talk much to the girl on her right, and no-one sits to her left. The teacher kept glancing towards her, as if to check if she was okay. She didn't look as if she didn't understand, but not once did she put up her hand.

The teacher, sporting a little baby bump, gave them an excercise on Factorising to do. She was the first to finish, but didn't say anything, and waited for every-one else to finish. The teacher announced that she was the only grade 9 who had joined the AP maths for grade 10, and while everyone looked at her, she turned beetroot red and looked down. So she wasn't stupid.

She looked like this.