Love.This word... only brings sadness, confusion, tension, anxiety. The shattering of hearts. Every day, another soul lost. Every day, another heart broken, and in the evening, the bars are out of the good strong stuff. Some girls, but not the majority, don't bother. Ten pounds of chocolate are enough to soothe their pain. What use is this word to the world? Alright, without it, I wouldn't be here, but the dark side of everything is it's truth. Although there are many beautiful people who maintain a good relationship, many can't. I personally always have been in love. But my crush went off with another, and the crush I have now... he's so cute, sweet and handsome he's unreachable. We're good friends, but not much more than that. His name is Mark Ellington. He's pure, talented, and intelligent, but completely ignorant about love and the throbbing of my feminism organs whenever he looks at me. My other good friends are Liddy Millburn and Flaminko Amaretto. Flaminko is a downright pervert, and Liddy is the gossiping gal of the group. Which is probably why I'm here, in the middle of a loud party, spacing out. She told the world that I once ate a whole box of chocolate bars in a day. Well, it was a week. She exaggerated. But anyway, nobody wants to even steal a glance in my direction. I'm probably going to go if nobody is interested in talking to me. While I searched for the door in the back of my mind, a voice I knew well called me from the other side of the room.
Hey, Sienna!