From Wallflower to Wildflower: A New York City Girl's Journey to Self-Discovery and Unlikely Romance This is the first of a multi-part story. Hope you enjoy! Comments are always welcome. My name is Jessica Gilman, and I was definitely not a girl you’d take a second glance at if you saw me on the subway. And no, it’s not because the guys here in New York are particularly polite -- far from it. In fact, I’d see them ogling some blonde 20-something with a tight blouse and short skirt almost every day on the ride to school. Nope. I was not that girl. Far from it. Call me what you want. Ugly. Plain. Drab. Unremarkable. Brutish. I’d heard it all. I was not attractive. I was maybe 5’2”, with frizzy, slightly curly, dull brown hair down to my almost non-existent a-cup breasts. I was on the heavy side; not morbidly obese. but not fit either. Back in high school, I never even considered dating. It was out of the question. I had crushes on boys, sure. Boys that would not be considered desirable for most girls, but I knew my limits. But even those boys didn’t give me a second look. There was no way I’d get a date with anyone. So I’d go home and play one of the many RPG’s I’d accumulated over the years. Final Fantasy, The Elder Scrolls, Pokemon, Fire Emblem, anything like that, I played it. It became a routine. I was content. I am very smart however, and I got a very good scholarship from NYU after high school, despite not having the best resume when it came to after-school activities. Catching all 151 Pokemon back in sixth grade isn’t really something you put on your transcript. The first year at NYU was hectic, but exciting. I took the opportunity to start over again, to try and find a group of friends I could hang with. …but everything was about to change
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From Wallflower to Wildflower: A New York City Girls Journey to Self-Discovery and Unlikely Romance
