this might be a true story
by: VNNOpVWIJd

a story of a bad girl who fell in love with a playboy.
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ook.. lets pretend that im pretending to write this under a pseudo name, kat. and this is my story. this might be fiction or this might be a true story..


chapter 1

ow shit! why do i have to be pretty? its irritating. honest! Oh shut up! I know.. you might thought I'm an obnoxious conceited bitch. well.. i am. but that doesn't change the fact that I'm pretty. wait. scratch that. im gorgeous. well dont hate me. I should know. one, my mom told me (yeah yeah i know). two, i've been called pretty, beautiful, etc etc many times(plus i got hit on many times by guys who doesnt know what a pain in the ass i am) three, well there's this thing u call a mirror. and I can say, they're right.i have full lips, no not the angelina lips, but full well defined one.i have long dark brown almost black hair with flaming red highlights (hell yeah!) my skin are naturally tanned (im half-american, half-filipino) but my eyes are my asset. my hazel almond-shaped eyes that seems to plead all the time (not that i plead, oh! the horror!) are complimented by arch shaped brows (now that is because of my maintenance).like i said im gorgeous. but sometimes, it sucks.

one of the perfect example is what happened this morning at the school's parking lot. i was having my usual rantings with my friends when suddenly somebody hugged me from behind. Instinctively, i elbowed the gut of whoever the bastard was.

"fuck! what the hell Kat!" Justin said. slightly bent to hold his stomach.

"well, you should know better toothpick dick" i said laughing but stopped when i noticed the thing he was holding.. on his right which he was trying to hide from his back unsuccessfully was.. wadda.. horrified, i grabbed my bag to make my escape.

"hey! hey! wait! i have something for you" he said and gave my the three different colored -blue, yellow and pink- roses from hell.

"what the fu.. those are the crappiest flowers i have ever seen"

Justin looked hurt but still insisted on giving me the flowers. "admit it, they're pretty"

"yeah pretty.. pretty disgusting." i mumbled, eyes staring wide at the awful flowers.

he forced the flowers on my hand. "here i got them, in primary colors, coz i know how you love art". what an idiot. so, i did what a sensible girl like me would do. i took the flowers brusquely and smacked them on his face then i grabbed the soda from the girl who should pay me for watching my morning show with justin and walked away.

he was still shouting words that i couldnt care less to understand.i took a gulp from the can and threw it somewhere theni took my cigarette pack out of my bag and head to my car, thinking maybe i could skip class to wander around than sit all day listening to some pis, cosine and tangents and all that bullshits all day.

"hey kat wait up!"

i turned around to see my bandmate tristan. i have been in his band for almost half a year now, replacing their bassist who moved to somewhere i dont remember. but tristan and i are friends since we were kids

"hey!" i said while i lit up my cigarette.

"where are you going? dont tell me you'll skip class again?" he said with a serious face

"ow.. ahh.. i'll just.. i forgot my trigo book in my car.." i lied. i dont want to hear him nagging me again about school stuff. he's a very good friend, but sometimes arguing with him took some of my energy.

"i believe you" he said sarcastically. " just dont forget, band practice at four"

"ok! ill be there. ei! gotta go to class, say hi to macy for me ok!" that will take his mind off from me, now i mentioned his girlfriend's name.

i turned around immediately to go to my first period. i stopped in front of my locker thinking if i should still skip or not when someone tap my shoulder.

"hey have you talked to tristan?" it was shane. tristan's cousin and our drummer. "he said theres practice at four"

"yeah i know, just run into him" staring at his handsome face and grinning at him.

he must've understand what lies beneath the grinning and he grinned back.

"i must say kat. wow. last night was wow. care to do it again?" he whispered, leaning more to me

"later? after practice?" i said teasing him with my eyes.

"yah.. and ill bring the you know.."

"see you later then" and i turned around and decided to attend class

hmm this would turn out not a shitty day after all..



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