Main Characters:

Name: Riley Becker.

Hair color: Black and curly: I have always hated my hair, yes it was long and curly, but in the
mornings is was like reaking mission im!ossible when I tried to brush it" #ven ater I had taken a
shower. I have never straighten my hair, it$s not like I didn$t want to" %heres only one reason why I
couldn&t: My mother".
I remember the irst time I asked her or one in ith grade. It was ater school when mom came to
!ick me u! at the school gates.
%hat day Bella 'ennedy told me to buy a straightening iron, because my hair seemed weird.
(he said that rather loudly I remember" %hose who heard laughed and I elt humiliated.
)ll day I ke!t tucking my hair, trying to make it less curly and wild, but that didn$t hel!. I noticed
how Bella had a satisied smile every time she saw my hand reach out or my hair. )t that time I
didn$t know why she had that evil smile. It had only hit me now why she smiled like that" (he
en*oyed seeing me eeling sel +conident. I had been caught in the ,at ,riend -one"
)nyway" Back to mom" )ter school had ended and the eeling o humiliation still hanging over
me I asked my sweet mother to buy me an straightening iron"
.(weetheart/ 0e already have one at home". (he said conused.
.Not the one or clothes mom, I meant the one or hairs". I said. )ter I said that she gave me one o
her stern looks and scolded.
. )bsolutely not" 0hy would you ruin your beautiul natural hair by straightening it/ Has someone
!ut you u! to this/ %ell me" Now". Her eyes were looking at me with sus!icion.
%aken aback I came u! with some lie that all the girl in my class were doing and I wanted to try it"
%echnically it wasn$t a lie" (ome o the girl in my class, Bella included were doing it.
.(ome day they are going to lose all their hair i they continue using it". My mom mumbled. %hat
$s how the conversation about the straightening iron ended. 1ou should have seen the way my mom
looked when I asked i I could color my hair in seventh grade" Not !retty I tell you.
#ye color: light green: in ront o my oh so lovely light green eyes where s2uare sha!ed glasses also
known as hi!ster glasses" 1eah... or some reason they seem to be very !o!ular these days. 0hen I
bought them my school mates thought they were ake.
(eriously"/ 0e have known each other since like elementary school and they thought my new
glasses where ake" 3am you Hi!ster glasses making !eo!le think I am ake"

,uture love interest: %ristan Bartholomew Blackwood:
%ristan Blackwood is that guy who mostly kee!s to himsel. he$s not an outcast or anything. Most
o the girls at our school wish to have a one night stand with him.
%here was a rumor going around in tenth grade that he and a girl named Maggie 3alton were doing
it hot and heavy in the closet at 4rant ,elton$s !arty... day$s ater that !arty Maggie had told
everyone or so they say, Blackwood had rocked her world"
I have never met Maggie so I never actually knew i this was even true or anything. Besides it$s not
like I care"
)nyway when the rumor had s!read around school. #very girl wanted Blackwood" I don$t know
why, but I guess it$s the the gossi! that got him to look more attractive. I took a glance at him.
He had *ust taken his grey beanie o making his coal+black hair look messy. He had a green denim
*acket and black *eans and black boots.
He was sitting la-ily at his chair looking broadly out o the window. I didn$t see anything s!ecial
about him.
His back stiened. (uddenly he turned around and looked directly at me. I 2uickly dro!!ed my
ga-e down to the book I was reading and continued silently.
I am only resolved to act in that manner, which will, in my own opinion, constitute my happiness,
without reference to you, or to any person so wholly unconnected with me

4reat" He most have sensed someone was staring at him. 5h dear" 0ith my luck he !robably thinks
am stalking him.

CHAPTER ONE
Have you ever noticed that girl in the bus who always looks longingly out o the window to see
young cou!les kiss and hold hands, or that girl who always sits in the end o the classroom. Hiding
behind a teen iction book, ho!ing to *ust disa!!ear. I you haven6t then that6s okay"
Because I was ho!ing or you didn6t see me. 1eah" %hat 4irl is me.
I have been that girl or nearly %hree years and, let me *ust say... it6s dreadul.
)ll those times crying silently in the bathroom or at night ho!ing, my mom won6t hear me.
it6s not like I have been bullied hard or anything"
Have you seen those !eo!le who other6s seems to !ity, *ust because they are a little bit overweight
or that at riend the !retty girl has *ust so she can eel a little bit conident.
I am That Girl
My name is Riley Becker, sim!le name, sim!le girl" I was born and raised in a little town in Maine
called ,airwood. It6s a very very small town. 7o!ulation" Mostly old !eo!le and snobbish !eo!le
who *udge you or no reason, and some weird olks who hang around the ,airwood 7ark. )s you
can hear I don$t really a!!reciate my town. 8iving in this town has been a !ure nightmare or me"
I always have this eeling o being scared o doing something stu!id when I am at the ,airwood
Mall with my mother, because i something does ha!!en there6s an eighty !rocent chance that
someone rom my school is at the same mall, !robably with an i7hone. It6s not the ear o them
recogni-ing me that scares me" It6s the humiliation and !ity that makes everything so damn horrible.
I once googled social !hobia, *ust to ind a reason to tell my mother why I didn6t have any riends.
0hen the 2uestion someday !robably will !o! u! I could have a good e9cuse.
I haven6t always been like this, you know"
I was a little girl who was innocent and easily trusted !eo!le" ,or some reason that made me an
easy target or bullying in :unior high. I thought I had riends" 8ike Bella.
I always thought her comments about my hair and skin ;)cne was my worst enemy"< was her being
brutally honest.
%hat was until my cousin rom New 1ork came to visit one summer. 0e were at the ,airwood Mall
looking or some new cool clothes to buy, when I saw Bella 'ennedy a close riend rom school
with some o the other girls rom our school" I elt conused and disa!!ointed. 0hy was Bella
there/ %hose words were re!eatedly going through my mind.
1ou see the day beore I asked Bella i she wanted to hang out, but she declined and came u! with
some e9cuse that she was sick" )nd, there she was. (miling, being all healthy, and walking around
with sho!!ing bags.
.Bitch!. It came out o my mouth beore I even knew I had said it. I clas!ed my hands over my
mouth and looked at my wide+eyed cousin. Her *aw dro!!ed"
=0ho are you calling a bitch/. (he asked. I shook my head ast and re!eatedly said.
=No one 3iana"=
3iana looked around the Mall and caught the grou! girls who were laughing at something Bella had
said" (he was always the center o attention.
=3o you know her/= 3iana nodded her head towards.
=(he6s my riend"= I sim!ly said trying to hide behind one o the manne2uins in the store.
3iana looked sce!tically at me with one raised eyebrow.
=Really/ (he is your riend"= (he asked !ointing at Bella. Now that I think about it that was kind o
oending the way she said it.>Bitch" (o not talking to her to the ne9t amily get together"
=3on6t !oint" )nd, yes we are classmates and good riends" 0hy/= I asked still trying to hide rom
the grou! o girls. 3iana ke!t looking at Bella.
=?m...sorry to tell you this, but I think you6ve been ,at,riend -oned"= (he said rather casually, like
the way a doctor would say you *ust have a little cold....8ike I said My cousin is a Bitch"
=I am what/= I asked in conusion.
=1ou know" 0hen a !retty girl beriends a at girl so !eo!le will take more notice o her"=
I could eel a big lum! orm inside my throat and tears threatening to !o! out. I shook my head
denying it" I ke!t mumbling no while 3iana the Bitch ke!t nodding and saying.
.It$s true.
My only riend was not using me, but then I remember all those annoying and brutally honest
comments Bella would come u! with sometimes at school and that incident with the straightening
iron.
I have always hated my hair, yes it was long and curly, but in the mornings it6s like reaking mission
im!ossible when I try to brush it" #ven ater I have taken a shower. I have never straighten my hair,
it6s not like I didn6t want to" %here6s only one reason why I couldn6t: My mother".
I remember the irst time I asked her or one in ith grade. It was ater school when mom came to
!ick me u! at the school gates.
%hat day Bella told me to buy a straightening iron because my hair seemed weird.
(he said that rather loudly I remember" %hose who heard laughed and I elt humiliated.
)ll day I ke!t tucking my hair, trying to make it less curly and wild, but that didn6t hel!. I noticed
how Bella had a satisied smile every time she saw my hand reach out or my hair. )t that time I
didn6t know why she had that evil smile. It had only hit me now why she smiled like that" (he
en*oyed seeing me eeling not so sel +conident.
)nyway" Back to mom" )ter school had ended, and the eeling o humiliation still hanging over
me I asked my sweet mother to buy me a straightening iron"
=(weetheart/ 0e already have one at home"= (he said conused.
=Not the one or clothes mom, I meant the one or hairs"= I said. )ter I said that, she gave me one
o her stern looks and scolded.
=)bsolutely not" 0hy would you ruin your natural hair by straightening it/ Has someone !ut you
u! to this/ %ell me" Now"= Her eyes were looking at me with sus!icion.
%aken aback I came u! with some lie that all the girls in my class were doing and I wanted to try it"
%echnically it wasn6t a lie" (ome o the girl in my class, Bella included were doing it.
=(ome day they are going to lose all their hair i they continue using it"= My mom mumbled. %hat6s
how the conversation about the straightening iron ended. 1ou should have seen the way my mom
looked when I asked i I could color my hair in seventh grade" Not !retty I tell you. %hinking back
to that my mind went blank.
0as I that ,at riend/ Bella was only my riend because she wanted more attention. I only
remember that day because that6s the day that I changed" I became a girl that was araid o being
tra!!ed in the ,at ,riend @one. But everything will soon change" Aery soon" 0hen a Murder is
committed and the sus!ect is my new #nglish !artner.
Chapter Two
0hen you look at me you !robably wouldn$t look at me twice. )nd I wouldn$t blame you or
thinking that or even doing it.
I am a nobody. (ometimes I think my lie was !laned this way. I am a disa!!ointment" My name is
Riley Becker and I won$t blame you or not remembering it.
%his is not a story about Aam!ires or airies or werwol$s or that matter"
(ometimes I wish my lie involved those things. ) little adventure would !robably hel! give me a
conident+bust.
%he smell o coee illed the morning air. I rolled over on my stomach, groaning. 5h why" %he
time had come" 3oomsday had arrived" I would never survive this.
)lright so maybe am overreacting on this, but irst day o school can be as easily com!ared to 3+
day"
Well to me it is, so dont judge!
%he whole summer I have been earing this day. My irst day o *unior year in high school" %hat
should be great...Right/ ,or me it was going to be a hellhole" )nother year o.
Who are you
!i"e### are you new
1eah.... I have gotten used to it.
I can$t blame my generation or only thinking about things like 1olo and (wag" Remembering
Riley Becker$s name is li"e totally hard!
I orced mysel to get u! rom my bed. I have no need or mom to come and give me the usual talk
about getting a lie outside my room.
I looked around my room. Books were scattered around.
My new clothes which I had bought the day beore was also on the loor.
Mom was right it looked like a cave+man had moved in to this room.
I made my hair into a !onytail, went to the window and !ulled the curtains and let the summer light
stream into the room.
I gathered all the books and clothes rom the loor.
%hen I took a bath. %aming my big hair took awhile. #ven though nobody would !robably not talk
to me, I was determent to at least look nice to whom ever would come over to me and ask i I was
new or i I was a new e9change+student.
I took a glance at mysel in the mirror.
My hair seemed !resentable enough. In ront o my oh so lovely light green eyes where s2uare
sha!ed glasses also known as hi!ster glasses"
$eah### or some reason they seem to be very !o!ular these days. 0hen I bought them my school
mates thought they were ake.
(eriously"/ 0e have known each other since like elementary school and they thought my new
glasses where fa"e!
%amn you &ipster glasses ma"ing people thin" I am fa"e!
I ended u! wearing a black and white stri!ed blouse and a blue bla-er and blue *eans.
.,inally" 1ou$re u!". My mom said while coming u! the stairs. I grimaced as I bend down to tie my
shoelaces.
.(orry".
.Now hurry u! and eat your breakast or you$re going to miss the bus".
I went down to the kitchen. I looked at the grandather+clock hanging on the wall and decided to
ski! breakast. I took my school bag and hurried out the back+door. It took less than two minuets to
reach the bus+sto!.
0hen I had reached the bus+sto! I inally mumbled .0elcome to 3+day".
0ho knew that this year was going to change everything in this boring little town"


#verything started when my dad let" Mom and I...we were let to end or our sels.
Mom had no *ob and I had no riends. 0e had to live or each other.
8ie is tough" that$s sim!le" (ometimes I *ust close my eyes and wish or time to *ust sto!...I know"
1ou !robably think that I am weak and I should try to ind some riends else where, trust me or
when I say I have tried and tried" #verywhere I go, I am too dierent, too weird.
:ust because I don$t think s!ending your every waking moment on buying the same !air o shoos in
a dierent color is interesting, that make me the odd man out"
I am tired...I am so tired o this shit.
)t some !oint in your lie, you have to give u! at something.
I tried to en*oy the morning bree-e. %he bus hadn$t come yet and I was trying not to think o the
mean words that !robably would be send my way as soon as I ste! into the ,airwood High grounds.
I know" I should ignore the mean words, but hearing them re!eatedly over and over.
)t some !oint I started to doubt that their words were not wrong"
N5"
I am not going to let mysel down to day" Not even beore I have arrived at school yet" Maybe
today could change. Maybe a new attitude would hel!" I could be the bad girl" I could lie and tell
everyone I s!end the summer at a *uvenile detention center somewhere"
.0ho am I kidding". I murmured to mysel.
Nobody was going to believe that Riley Baker was a $Bad 4irl$. I am clearly certain that some o
my classmates had seen me over the summer hanging out at the bookstore with Mrs. 3u!uis.
0hen the bus inally arrived, I ste!!ed in and chose a seat in the back. %aking the bus to and rom
school is the only !lace that makes me eel calm. Nobody rom school is their and no mom to talk
to about how school went. Hearing music and *ust seating there is !eaceul. 5nly or a moment, *ust
or a moment I eel ha!!y.
I ga-ed at the morning traic, which was going slow. I became a bit calm hearing the buses motor
rumbling. 0hen the bus tri! had come to an end I dreaded or what would ha!!en today" I ste!!ed
out o the bus, nodded to the bus+driver, which name was )rthur. He drives this route twice a week,.
He is 2uiet nice"
,eeling a little bit woo-y, I headed towards the school. I could see the sign where the letters
,airwood High (chool stood. I watched as the new reshmen students hurried towards the school
themselves. I *ust had to make it through the day and the rest o the year would !robably ly by
right/ I seriously ho!e so. I have to be brave" Because High school had to be the worst *ungle you
could ever live in. I had !lans o getting out o this !lace as soon as I graduated. 4o to collage
somewhere ar ar away"
But I have to tell you" it$s not *ust the students that make my lie not so easy, when I am here. I
have this teacher" His name is Mr. )llan and he is not the nicest man on earth. ,or some reason my
Math teacher hates me. He has bullied me *ust as much as my ellow classmates had done.
I know" I am the most unluckiest !erson alive here in ,airwood.
0hen I arrived at the school entrance I took a dee! breath"
.1ou can do this" :ust show that you$re not araid Baker". I shook my head trying to get rid o the
de!ressing thoughts and o!ened the door to greet a whole year o eating lunch in the bathroom and
name calling.

Chapter Four
It$s been ive days since my irst day o my *unior year. It was tough, but I survived. No hard words
were thrown my way...well not yet anyway. I told mysel ive days ago, that I should not be araid.
)nd I wasn$t. I always looked down when someone a!!roached me in the hallways and I always
took the seats at the corner o the classrooms.
How e9ce!tional would it be i this could continue like that or the entire year, but I shouldn&t get
my ho!es u!. Bella hadn$t even looked at me since school started, which I am very grateul or.
0hat was the downside o the week was that Bella had been made Cheerleader Ca!tain. I heard it
in #nglish, when Rachel 4rover told it to (andra Marshall.
(eriously/
Could they not ind another girl who was much better than Bella. 4uess not" %hey *ust have to
boost her ego. Now she will think she has the !ower to call hersel Bueen o ,airwood High. I
wouldn$t be sur!rised i she elected hersel to be Homecoming 2ueen this year.
Besides my social standings in school, homework was easy, with Mrs.3u!uis hel! I would be done
under than an hour.
Monday morning was going great...yeah ater lunch break not so much"
I was sitting at the back o the classroom in the middle o rench class, when the bell rang, to
declare that the lunch+break had started.
I grimaced, because I hadn$t written down my notes while Mr.Clarke was talking. I shrugged and
started to collect my things slowly. )s you !robably guessed
I was always the irst student to arrive and the last one to leave the classroom.
0hen I was done, I hurried out o the class and walked down the hallway, when I reached the )A+
room I o!ened the door and got in. I walked across the room to another door and o!ened it. I
discovered this shortcut at my irst week at ,airwood High and I have used it since. 0hen I o!ened
the second door, the sound o multi!le students rambunctious laughter and enthusiastic shouts was
reaching my ears. 0hen I had inally arrived at the caeteria I sat at the only table no one wanted to
sit at. %his table was beside the windows and the dum!sters. %he window was always o!en, so that
hel!ed with the smell o the dum!sters. I sat down and !ulled out my lunch and a book I was
reading or #nglish literature.
I nearly *um!ed when I heard many chairs alling to the ground and angry shouts being thrown
around.
.Charlotte 3anielson is such a slut". (omeone screamed a cou!le o tables away.
.How could you do that Charlotte/.
. I am going to kill her" 8et me go 3amon".
Bella/
I elt sorry or the !oor soul, who had to e9!erience her anger. I turned my ga-e to the sobbing
redhead, who was shaking her head re!eatedly.
.It wasn$t me I swear". %he girl cried.
(M)C'
(ilence"t
%he whole caeteria was deadly silent, now it wasn&t me staring at the ight between Bella and the
redhead.
.How could you" I trusted you, and you !ay me by slee!ing with my boyriend/. Bella shrieked.
%amn this is worse than %egrassi!
%he shouts increased as Charlotte the redhead denied her actions.
%hings sto!!ed, when my Math teacher Mr.)llan entered the caeteria and saw what was going on"
.#nough" 1ou are acting like hooligans". He scolded.
.4et back to your class now". He continued as the bell rang.
I 2uickly inished my lunch and grabbed my bag. ?nortunately I was not the irst to a!!ear in
#nglish lit. %he last row was taken my some students who were to busy talking about the thing that
ha!!ened at the caeteria.
I took the seat closest to the window and !ulled u! the book 7ride and 7re*udice by :ane )usten we
where reading in class.
0hen Bella and grou! o riends or ollowers entered the classroom, the gossi!ing 2uieted down.
Bella narrowed her eyes, !robably guessing the to!ic !eo!le were discussing. (he
grabbed her boyriend 3amon 8evine and took a seat in the irst row o the classroom.
0hen Charlotte a!!eared some had the nerve to shout slut and other curse words at her.
8ike I said" 0orse than 3egrassi"
0hy in the world would, Bella still be dating her cheating boyriend/ It$s not like he is the victim in
this"
0hen Mr.Homer had arrived the whis!ering and name calling o Charlotte had not ceased.
I tried to ignore the talking and continue my reading on 7ride and 7re*udice.
I looked u! ater a cou!le o minuets when I saw something rom the corner o my eye. My ga-e
meet Bella$s and we both *ust sat there and stared at each other"
Why is she staring at me
!oo" away!
I cant!
Bella narrowed her eyes, and...wait is that an smirk/
Why the hec" is she smir"ing
I tore my eyes away rom her, when some idiot decided to burst into the classroom"
.8ate as usual Mr.Blackwood". Mr.Homer grumbled without looking at the boy who had *ust
interru!ted his class.
.(orry". He did not sound sorry at all.
.3etention again Mr.Blackwood. Mr.Homer said.
%he boy shrugged and 2uickly took the seat right in ront o me.

%ristan Blackwood is that guy who mostly kee!s to himsel. he$s not an outcast or anything. Most
o the girls at our school wish to have a one night stand with him.
%here was a rumor going around in tenth grade that he and a girl named Maggie 3alton were doing
it hot and heavy in the closet at 4rant ,elton$s !arty... day$s ater that !arty Maggie had told
everyone or so they say, Blackwood had rocked her world"
I have never met Maggie so I never actually knew i this was even true or anything. Besides it$s not
like I care"
)nyway when the rumor had s!read around school. #very girl wanted Blackwood" I don$t know
why, but I guess it$s the the gossi! that got him to look more attractive. I took a glance at him.
He had *ust taken his grey beanie o making his coal+black hair look messy. He had a green denim
*acket and black *eans and black boots. 5kay so maybe he is a bit handsome, and
and those cheek+bones are to die or.
He was sitting la-ily at his chair looking broadly out o the window. I didn$t see anything s!ecial
about him.
His back stiened. (uddenly he turned around and looked directly at me. I 2uickly dro!!ed my
ga-e down to the book I was reading and continued silently.
I am only resolved to act in that manner, which will, in my own opinion, constitute my happiness,
without reference to you, or to any person so wholly unconnected with me

Great! He most have sensed someone was staring at him. 5h dear" 0ith my luck he !robably thinks
I am stalking him.
.,or the ollowing weeks, I will be !arring you u!, so can make a book re!ort on 7ride and
7re*udice" I I as much as read the name 'ira 'nightly in one o these re!ort, you will get an , and
3etention or a whole month.. Mr.Homer sending a hard ga-e towards the whole classroom.
Wait %id he just say parring###as in getting an partner to wor" with
I can$t work with these idiot$s" I$ll bet you ity bucks, some o them haven&t even o!ened the book
or better yet don$t know the name o it"
. I will start, with the )$s. Mr.Homer said in his hoarse voice. I have never actually given any
e9cuse to why Mr.Homer is such a grum!y man. I guess the reason would be his work !lace is
worser than the nine circles o hell, or !robably because he is still single at the age o orty+ive and
still lives with his mothe+
.Baker and Blackwood".
0H)%"/"
Ba9ter, Bennet, Barnes, Bailey"
5ut o all the B$s in my class I get Blackwood.
.0ho/. Blackwood asked.
'eriously I am right (ehind you dude!
1ou will be working with Riley Baker on this re!ort. Blackwood. Mr.Homer said.
Blackwood nodded slowly, !robably ho!ing or Mr.Homer to tell him who this Riley Baker was.
Come on" 0e have three classes together and he can$t even remember my name"
.Now, get your !artner and talk to them, because you will s!end a heck o a long time with them,
and i I as much as hear trouble rom any o you, I am not going to be ha!!y and you what ha!!ens
when I am not ha!!y right". Mr. Homer concluded. He sat down on his desk and started to look
through !a!ers.
.?m...you there Curly".
I elt someone !oke me, and I met Blackwood$s chocolate brown eyes.
&e (etter not do, what I thin" he is going to!
I raised my eyebrow waiting or him to continue.
.Could you tell me who this Riley dude is".
'on of a)
I could eel the blood rush to my cheeks and my *aw clench.
.I am Riley+.
Riiiiiiiing
)t that moment the bell had to ring and my words drowned by it ringing.
.What. He had one raised eyebrow and a conused look on his ace.
*or the love of +utella!
I am Riley Baker" Idiot. I snarled as I slammed my book shut.
%he last thing *ust came out o me I didn$t even think twice o what I said.
.(orry....
8ike beore he didn$t sound sorry at all
Why the effing hell is he smir"ing!


History! Tells you everything you need to know about the past. You will learn of how much things
change and how much they stay the same.
.1ou have the right to remain silent. )nything you say or do can and will be held against you in a
court o law. 1ou have the right to an attorney. I you cannot aord an attorney, one will be
!rovided or you. 3o you understand these rights I have *ust read to you/.
How the heck did that ha!!en/
) ew day$s ago I was a nobody. )nd now a bunch o !olice men are dragging my new english
!artner out o my house in hand+cus. Had he really done it/ No he couldn&t.
Its (een five days since my first day of my junior year# It was tough, (ut I survived# +o hard word
were thrown my way###well not yet anyway# I told myself five days ago, that I should not (e afraid#
,nd I wasnt# I always loo"ed down when someone approached me in the hallways#
&ow e-ceptional would it (e if this could continue li"e this for the entire year# But I shouldn.t get
my hopes up# Bella hadnt even loo"ed at me since school started# Which I am very grateful for#
What was the downside of the wee" was that Bella had (een made /heerleader /aptain# I heard it
in 0nglish, when 1achel Grover told it to 'andra 2arshall# Great! /ould they not find another girl
who was much (etter than Bella# Guess not! They just had to (oost her ego# +ow she will thin" she
has the power to call herself 3ueen of *airwood &igh#
It was raining! the wee"end finally had arrived# I was loo"ing down the road from my room#
*lorence and the 2achines were flowing through my stereo# ,s I was enjoying the music, I was
fighting a dilemma4 'hould I go outside and enjoy the rain or stay inside#
Your songs remind me of swimming
Which I forgot when I started to sink
Drank further away from the shore
nd deeper into the drink
I decided to go for a wal" down the !efroy 5ar" which was couple of houses away# ,s I was singing
along to the music, I loo"ed around for my rain)coat#
I was all alone in the house# 2y mom was out doing some wor"# I (egan to thin" a(out the latest
episode of the vampire diaries# 6h how I adore that %amon 'alvatore! The !ove of my litterateur
life# Thats what I do most of my time# 7ust lay around and watch The vampire diaries, and read
(oo"s#