I didn't expect what would happen on the first day of school. I thought that someone would smack a book out of my hand. That always happened to the bookworm, star trek watching types like me. Lately, my body started changing. Boys would stare at me and ask for my number. I always had to deal with the cat calling or girls asking me why I was looking at their boyfriend. I had no idea that this boy named Anthony that liked me would stand outside of registration and jot my name down on a list. This wasn't just any list. It was the list of all lists. He gave me an alias along with fourteen other girls. Then he forwarded the list out to his friends. Then they forwarded the list out to their friends, and so on and so forth. This went on for two hours until everyone in school had the list including some teachers. It was official. I was ranked #15 on what they were calling, The Hot Freshman 15 List. That list made me the target of every hood rat, every popular female upperclassman that felt threatened, and every guy that wanted me to fulfill some bizarre fantasy by being their girl. It would have just been prudent to place a bulls eye on my back or place me in front of a firing squad. I was no longer Felicia Moore that loved writing, star trek nerd that wanted to go to college. I was now known from the first day of school and beyond as:
#15 - FeFe - The Hot Librarian (She could read to me anytime.)
The list even had a picture that this guy named Donnie took without my permission next to the description. I knew that to the guys I was just a conquest. The girls thought of me as their competition. I really was just a freshman on my first day of school that couldn't remember my locker combination. I was now FeFe, and this is the story of how, The Hot Freshman 15 List ruined my life.