Good Enough

Chapter 1: Hello World! I'm Genevive!

Once apon a time there lived a girl.. Wait a minute hold on! It doesn't start like this. Hi, my name is Genevive, I'm sixteen and I go to school. I'd like to think my life is a fairytale and that one day I'll meet my Prince Charming, but that isn't happening yet, because I'm still in school.

I got out of my bed and prepared myself for school. I looked at myself in the mirror. Brown eyes, black hair and tan. I didn't consider myself drop dead gorgeous, but I was satisfied with my looks. I brushed my long black hair, I decided to leave it down since it was easier. I put on simple make up, eyeliner mascara and some blush, et vòila! I was ready for school.

I got to school and sat beside an empty desk. It's not that I don't have any friends, it's just I don't really have a close friend here. I have a few people that talk to me. I look around the class and see Louis Tomlinson, the class clown doing something really stupid while Eleanor Calder, who is freakishly gorgeous, laughs.

I can consider them as friends. Then There's Zayn Malik, the school bad boy AKA, The Bradford Bad Boi and Perrie Edwards who occasionally duets with me, nerdy Liam Payne and The Dancer, Danielle Peazer; also friends. They all noticed me come in and gave me a huge grin. Goofballs.

The teacher walked in and our class quieted down. The silence of the room gave me a moment to think to myself. All of my friends were dating; Eleanor and Louis, Danielle and Liam, Zayn and Perrie. Which sometimes made me feel like a little lonely. They were good friends though, occasionally they set me up on blind dates. Most of them didn't end horribly, but I've been known to be quite picky with boys. I've had a few serious relationships, but not many. Did I mention when It comes to love I get quite reckless? Well I do, and most of the time it ends in heart break. Aww boo hoo! Poor Genevieve! Nope, I'm a strong girl. I won't let a couple mistakes ruin me. But for now, I think I'll just wait for Prince Charming to come. I noticed the teacher come in the class and the class quieted down. Trailing behind him, a boy. He had the most beautiful eyes I ever saw. He was tall in stature, and had messy blond hair with brown highlights creeping in. He looked at the class and said,

"Hello, my name is Niall Horan and I'll be transferring here starting today."

I think I just found my Prince Charming.

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Hi! My names Daniella, Ella for short and I share this account with Nancy, who helps me write this. :) I'm mostly in charge of this one. Yay I have power. LOL! This is our first Fanfiction so critiques are welcome, as long as they are helpful. Don't comment if all you're going to say is

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