There once was this girl. She didn’t wear Under Armour or Nike’s. In fact, most of her clothes were from the thrift store. She followed the rules and did her homework. She didn’t ditch class or pass notes. To be honest, she was a little shy, a little weird, and a little bit of an outcast. Most kids in her class didn’t want to sit with her at lunch or hang out at her house on the weekends. It wasn’t that they didn’t notice her. They noticed her enough to make fun of her in the halls. They just didn’t think she fit in. That awkward, shy, and a little…