Random Bits of My Brain

Music Girl

A/N: So I've been thinking of making a new book called Music Girl. I was wondering if anyone would like to do a collab with me because chances are unless people actually read it, I'll get bored and give up. So here's the description:

Good girl Adrianna falls for bad boy Declan.

How cliche...

However, she thought she changed him. His dad thought she changed him. The school thought she changed him. The whole-freaking-town thought she changed him.

But apparently once a bad boy, always a bad boy.

After a scarring heartbreak from her first relationship, after which he leaves, Adrianna changes her entire future.

Gone are the plans to pass highschool with all A's, now we have the newest bad girl. Gone are the hopes for Oxford and law school, now we have a rock singer hoping to score big. Gone is Adrianna, the good girl. Now we have Adri, the heartbreaker.

But under all those layers of armor and walls is a girl holding on for dear life. One tap and she'll crumple like a well-done pie crust.

Enter Tyson, english exchange student, and we have your common chickflick movie. The brunnette-blue-eyed hottie has set his eyes on a certain female

singer with an attitude to send Queen Elizabeth to her grave.

Oh and did I mention that Tyson's father is a recorder dealer?

However, two years have passed and now Declan's back.

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Adrianna's P.O.V

"Bye!" I wave to Michael, glad that this typically flighty guitar-player has pulled himself together enough to study for the SAT's, his passing helping my tutorship immensely. Although I was younger to his 18 by 2 years, I was enlisted to help this delinquent pass high school.

Giving me a quick nod and quirky smile, Michael brushed his shaggy blond hair back with tattooed knuckles, leaning back in his chair. Biceps rippling, he smirked whilst asking,"date night with Mr. I'm-Different?"

Blushing lightly at his teasing, I reply with, "well, Declan is meeting me outside the school and we're going to celebrate our 1-year anniversary," ending with a dreamy smile and a head tilt.

Holding his hands up in resignation, Michael smirks again and sighs, a bit of concern showing in his eyes. "Try not to get hurt, all right?"

Confused, I nodded quickly before quickly scurrying out of the library, not sparing a glance behind me.

Striding through the halls of the almost dark school, I check my watch to see that I was early by almost half an hour. I decide to take advantage of the time to change for my date with Declan and quickly push open the girl's bathroom door and enter the last stall.

After locking the door behind me, I hang my Mackinac Island sweater on the hook before slipping out of my socks and sneakers together. Shimmying out of my loose baby-blue v-neck shirt and light-blue jeans, percariously balancing on my sneakers to make sure that I don't fall on the (most probably) pee-laced floor, I quickly roll them up and stuff them into my backpack.Pulling out a pair of sandals with white daisies, I slip them on quickly, then pull out a light blue sun dress cinched at the waist with a flowy skirt. There is a bow-type bodice with lacey straps, and I loved how it moved when I spin.

Putting everything in my backpack and double checking that I didn't leave anything behind, I walk out of the stall and to the mirror.

Pulling my hair out of the tight bun I had wrapped it in, I shake my hair loose, letting the chestnut waves flow around my shoulders. I brush my fingers through it a couple times, creating a little more dimension.Continuing the flower theme I had going on with my sandals, I pick a white fabric flower with a faux-diamond center clip out of my bag and using one hand to hold it open, I use the other to twist back a little amount of my side bangs from the front before clipping it back.