Prologue

Your punk rock, with piercing and tattoos. Your glam girl, with dresses and high heel shoes. Your emotional, with cuts and bruises. Your exactly who you were meant to be your you.

sounds really interesting, in a good way, PMS!:)

~Hannahxoxo

YAY SEQUELS!!!
now what could G's name be???
Georgia?
Ginny?
GERTRUDE?!?!

who knows......only you
haha

for my four great readers, three who i love to death and one who i hope to get to know
here is a chapter

Chapter 1-Save it for the bedroom
She stood silently watching her best friend cry over three boys who just walked in and out of her life, in a matter of seconds. Then the other girl followed after the boys and she looked at the petite girl standing next to her.
“That one with the straight hair. He and I could be the next Brangelina.”
The other girl let out a little laugh and shook her head as she watched her best friend once again reduced to tears. She heads out the door and watches the curly haired one who has stayed the longest wrap his arms around her.
“M are you okay?”
Everyone’s eyes turn to the petite blond haired girl standing there, she was M’s best friend, the one person who had never hurt her.
“I’m fine G. Everyone this is my best friend G. G these are…”
“Like I haven’t been listening to you all week. It’s nice to meet you Joe Nick and Kevin. Oh and M your right.”
A flush formed on M’s cheeks as she remembered the words she spoke to G that caused that reaction. Kevin is insanely handsome, the type of boy I would go for. Then Joe is gorgeous like supermodel you would adore him. And Nick is sexy I think S would like him.
“I’m good at telling those type of things obviously.”
“Obviously. So are you?”
“No…”
M shakes her head and G lets out a little sigh.
“He’s not D, he won’t hurt you, he won’t use you, he won’t abuse you. Your in good hands believe me M.”
“I wish I could. But every other line is a lie and every other hope is just a dream.”
“M come on.”
“G drop it.”
“You know we don’t drop things easily. M come on.”
That was their other best friend, a barely sixteen year old emo girl. Her long sleeve shirts had holes for her thumbs so that the sleeves didn’t ride up revealing her scars.
“S, G drop it thanks.”
“M.”
“Drop it now.”
“Hey so G what’s that stand for.”
She can’t help but smile and raise her eyebrow at him.
“Great in bed.”
As she lets out a soft laugh his face drops, she had been kidding but apparently he hadn’t taken it that way.
“It was a joke kid.”
“Oh.”
His word is soft and she frowns, what did she do to make him so sad already?
“G unlike you they have morals.”
“Shut up M!”
“It’s true. So boys what are you doing today?”
“We were gonna go play some wiffle ball with our band want to come?”
“Well, I do want to meet them especially since I own them. So I guess I could come.”
“M can I have the day off?”
“Sure G.”
“Thanks.”
She flashed a brilliant smile as S looks meekly at Nick, such a shy girl with such a dark secret. But then again they all had secrets, hers was just a little more normal then they would think.

yay for chapters!!!
and lol....great in bed
good one

and now I'm going to be random...
I got a haircut today -  I like it very much
and I'm listening to PlayRadioPlay!
I love them.....well, him sfm
haha