My first try at a romance story

Scarlet sighed heavily, slamming her math book shut. She hated this, all of it. Why was highschool such a pain? Frustrated she sighed and ran her fingers through her long dark hair, catching a small tangle half way through. Suddenly Scarlet began to feel very depressed. She didn't want everything, but she did wish that she could be either smart or pretty. Either way would be fine with her. After a brief moment of self pity Scarlet opened up her backpack and took out her laptop. She waited impatiently for facebook to load. Up in the box where her status was suppose to go she tempted to write, "I need a boyfriend. BAD." She decided she wasn't quite that desperate, though.