There always has to be someone, there is always a something, but what if one day you woke up... and there was no one. I know how that feels, I know how it feels to become a last priority, I know how it feels to feel alone... but what I don't know is how it feels to literally be alone. I am not that cheerful, popular type of person you guys expect a heroin to be like... I'm basically a loner.
I bury myself in diaries, and I can't stand large crowds. I try to hide my diaries safely, and they're unfindable... I hope at least. I know everyone would like me to just get to the story so I will. I'll get to the story about how my life is turned upside down by the most mysterious hottest smokin' hot newbie bad boy kid throughout the whole town.
not only that but to be honest... I actually loved him. our story is one people don't usually forget easily. I thought life was all about what was right in front of you, and... I was right but not only right I excelled in my theory but... I missed the whole point it's not just about what you physically humanly see, but sometimes what's right in front of us... isn't right in front of us.
I learned all of these things the hard way. so may the story begin....