February 2011
3 posts
Chapter 4
I stood outside in the freezing, bitter cold waiting for a ride. Nice going mom, you’re an hour late. Again. Thanks a lot. I wish she’d just get here, she won’t let me take the bus home, God knows why, and so I have to sit out here in the freezing, below 10 degrees weather that is New England in the winter. She does this to me everyday. Every fucking day.
Ah, here she is, right...
AREYOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!!!
I just wrote a HUGE Chapter but I just lost it. Im so pissed, sorry guys it might not be up for another day or two. damn.
mr-mittens asked: <3 still love you
January 2011
6 posts
@Molly
I love you, and I know it seems hard now but theres always a rainbow at the end of every storm. I realize that these words are the only comfort I can give you, I cant relate, I dont know what its like to feel like that. and I dont know what else to say except “its going to be alright” and “you’ll make it through this”. Theres nothing left to say. and since Im not near...
Chapter 3
“Sit down Tristan. I understand that Hazel is a very attractive girl, but we must start the class” said Mrs. Grayson as we were staring at each other. He then sat down all the while not taking his eyes off of me. God he is so beautiful. But, now what do I do? I’ve made my introduction, I’ve been friendly and outgoing, but like I said before, I’m not good with guys....
Chapter 2
“There’s a seat right over there Tristan, please go sit down.” says Mrs. Greyson as I cringe in my seat. I’m not good with boys, I get all shy and my hands get sweaty, but today I am going to be as outgoing as I can be. Tristan, oh what a beautiful name, walks over to the other side of the classroom amongst freshman who are staring at him like he’s fresh meat with his...
Chapter 1
As I walk into Algebra I see that my friend Izzy brought her friend from the next town over to shadow. We usually sit together but today I’ll just have to sit behind her. She’s one of my best friends you know. Well anyways, I go and I sit behind her. She starts talking away about her friend and she’s introducing us, but I’m back in my own little universe. Izzy doesn’t...
Prologue
She walked down the congested hallway of her poor, boring high school as if in a daze. She didn’t see anyone around her and her peripheral vision was blurred by the strange, blue colored lockers to either side. She was in her own little world as she walked down the typical high school hallway. Nobody thought to disturb her from her day dream for this was a regular occurence. First she though...
Well this is going to be my blog where I post all...
