I wake up every morning, hoping to find the clue that gives me the answer to this mystery. Although my whole life has always been a puzzle, this puzzle might as well be the hardest one. Sometimes I wonder what this puzzle would lead me to... A prince, or maybe Lucas, or at worst, it would be Larry, the school stink. I tried to stay optimistic through the whole thing, but who could! I mean what would you do if some puzzling mystery note just showed up and it was up to you to find out who wrote it. You sure wouldn't be calm, and I know that for a fact. Anyway, as I went about my morning rountine, my older brother Mason walked in.
"Where's my shoe?" he asked.
"Why would I know? Did you look under your bed?" I replied in a nice manner.
My brother and I are close, so we bever really fought over anything and mostly agreed on all terms. As he hunted down and laced his shoe, I fixed my hair to look perfect with my outfit. Flirty curls should go well with a mickey mouse tank top, a black skater skirt, and white converse shoes. I raced down the stairs with my bag and grabbed the Frosted Flakes cereal box. Frosted Flakes is my favorite cereal, so I poured myself a more-than-normal sized bowls of it and stuffed my mouth to its outermost limit. My brother took his keys off of the counter and we were off to school.
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Life as a Teenage Nothing: Diary of a typical teenage girl
Teen FictionIt was just me, myself, and I. An outcast, a wallflower, a nobody. No one person actually understood me, not even my parents. It was until I turned to this locket book that I got for Christmas. It was the only thing that knew what I felt. It helped...
