Teen Spirit (RATED)

Prologue

Prologue

Love.

Love is full of nasty clichés. We read about it, we hear songs about it, we watch movies about it and we spend our life searching for it. For that 'perfect' person to share our lives with. That certain someone to 'complete us'. To make us feel that we are worth it and completely special.

We beat society with it! We hit them with those unrealistic high expectations every day.

There's Disney, that prince that will come to your rescue. That prince for whom you'll sell your soul just for a pair of legs. That man you hid from your father, who later discovered the affair, sentenced the man to death and you still saved him, even though his people wanted yours dead. That sour beast you live with, to end up developing Stockholm Syndrome and discovering he's a prince. That prince for whom you disobeyed your witch of a stepmother, stoled from your stepsisters, used your fairy godmother, lost a shoe and came back home to be searched by him and later caught up by your evil stepmom. But at the end you still got saved by your prince and kept that happily ever after. That frog whom you kissed, but intead of magically turning into that desirable prince, you got turned into one of them, were both chased by creepy shadows and a voodoo man, to at the end realize he was all you needed all along and not your dreams. Or that guy who helped you to find your sister, who you friendzoned but still saved you at the end and that's when you noticed that he was who you really loved.

There's Hollywood, that gorgeous pale vampire that'd being searching for a mate since the Big Bang and suddenly fell for an immature sixteen year old girl. That werewolf who you friendzoned but still loves you and who you confuse acting like a whore. That bad boy that rides a Harley Davidson who hurts you but when later you come back like a bad ass, he realizes he's head over hills for you and you jump back into his arms. That hot dance instructor in the place your spending your summer, who's older than you and is all in to go over your father's orders. The nerdy girl who's hopelessly in love with the school's jock with an obsessive girlfriend who suddenly realizes you are all he's been looking for and what was missing. That girl that is in love with the douchebag next door, creep out every morning while he changes but still at the end get together.

We also got the stereotypes, the hot movie star who you were destined to meet and magically falls for you. The boss who you got an affair with and leaves his wife because he realized how in love with you he is. That hot personal trainer (who has seen you loose all that flab on your body), secretly hot over heels for you. That hot singer you saw in concert, who noticed you, got you backstage and it was love at first sight. That guy who you've been playing friends with benefits with, who after been a manwhore decides it's time to settle down and you're the right woman for it. That guy who teases and insults you, becasuse he doesn't know how to express his feelings for you.

Fuck. Me.

I hate to break it to you but, in reality, the prince is not going to be there to save you, love doesn't grow over night, the beast is never gonna change, love isn't your number one priority and you're not going to suddenly feel love that it wasn't there minutes ago.

Let me put it in the nicest way I'm abble to. Vampires and werewolves doesn't exist. He's not gonna realize you're all he needs or that he likes you now, he's not going to go over your father's orders and your neighbor isn't gonna notice you.

I'm here to burst your bubble and tell you, no, your not gonna marry a movie star. No, your boss isn't gonna leave his wife for you. No, that hot personal trainer isn't gonna all of the sudden find you attractive. No, that hot singer you are going to see in concert isn't going to notice you and fall for you. No, the guy you've been fucking for a while, will not fall in love with you. And no, he's not mean to you because he likes you.