Don't Judge A Book By Its Cover

Hi. Hey. Hello. What's up!

No? Okay, sorry.

Anywaaays, I've written stories on here before. But I was never satisfied with them. The ideas were dull, the writing was excruciating, and the books were just allover bad. In my opinion anyway. I unpublished them but they're still in my drafts so that I can edit them and hopefully make them better. But for now, I'm going to try this book. It's going to be different than the others I've written. And I'm actually excited.

Me: *does a happy dance* └(^O^)┘└(^O^)┐┌(^O^)┘┌(^O^)┐

You guys: *slowly backs away* (๑• . •๑)

Me: Whoops, sorry. Moving on! ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Alright, so if you're still reading this and haven't run away in fear yet.... Here's a sneak peak. Below. Down there 👇 Just scroll down. Unless you have it on the page setting. Then flip the page. Idk. Just keep going if you want to read the sneak peak. Thanks! Love you guys! Don't forget to click that cute little star to vote for my story. Ooh, and follow me because I like followers. And comment, comments make me smile.

Okay okay, I get it! You guys don't want to hear, well actually read, my ramblings anymore. Fine. On to the sneak peak before I find myself waking up in a ditch in the middle of no where...

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I move my hair back from my face, turning to the next page. My eyes scan over the page, reading the infuriating words. So many thoughts run through my mind in this moment. Stupid girl, go after him! Don't let him leave you. Tell him! And also, What I would do to have somebody love me the way he loves you. I wouldn't just give it up!

I slam the book down on my bed face down, making sure not to lose the page, and lean back against my headboard groaning. These dumb girls in these books, they have everything! They have someone who loves them unconditionally. She had it all and she just let it go. She didn't even fight for it... She should've told him the truth right away. She shouldn't have let him think that! She shouldn't have let him walk away without knowing the real story. Dumb selfish b--

Thump.

I jump as I hear a loud bang against my window. My heart begins to race, and my mind drops it's previous thoughts and starts going through every possibility for the source of that noise. I've read enough books to have a creative imagination.

There's the horror stories... This could be some serial killer coming to my window in the middle of the night to murder me.

The romance stories... It could be the boy of my dreams throwing rocks at my window. Coming to sneak in so that we can have a cute little midnight chat.

And then there's the possibility that it's just my tree. It is pretty windy out.

Thump.

I slowly get out of my bed and edge towards my window.

Thump.

I'm like those stupid girls I yell at in all those scary stories. Now that the roles are reversed I'm just doing the same thing as them. Now who's the idiot?!