This is a mystreet fanfic. I am the youngest of the Romeave Siblings. I admire my older brothers, Zane most of all. He has always stood up for me. Then he and my brothers all left. I was alone, until I get a call from a familiar number...
1. The shirt is litterly me
2. Those nails are wow
3. I have those exact earrings
The shirt should be missing a sleeve it would look more pretty just because you're emo doesn't mean you can't have a sense tobdress
Take out the earrings and nail polish (and long nails in general) and I'd wear this.
When i read "at that moment i noticed a women round the corner and her jaw drops" i yelled "YAY APPLEMEOWS HERE" lol and allso "at that moment he new he he f**ked up"
TRAVIS U MARRY INTO MY FAMILY GARROTH AND VYLAD WON'T MIND BUT ZANE WILL KILL U
Right say 'idiotic boy' in a really posh British lady accent
I'm English so it can't be offensive