It's the weekend and all that is on my mind is Christopher Coughlin. I look back to the book I'm reading. It's a romance book for a first. I had just started reading romance novels. I love the descriptive scenes the best. Sometimes I wish that maybe I would have a chance at true love. Though right now I think I'll settle for just a crush. Flipping over to the next page I try to concentrate on the plot.
On Sunday, I alter serve and run through the regular routine in a daze. I can't wait for tomorrow!
Tonite, I brush my teeth and think only of what awaits tomorrow. Maybe now that I know he likes me, we can go out. Maybe. Crawling into my bed I close my eyes and dream vaguely of school, but rather the romance novel I was reading today and yesterday.
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Teenage Life (& Lies)
Teen FictionMy life ain't that simple. It's not easy being naive and innocent, but now a year later looking back, I realize it was easy. Now I want to tell you my story. And not every story has a happy ending.
