This chapter goes to Kira cause I would have never figured out what to write. Check out her account and book Kira_Stylinson16 I'm reading her book Just Saying and I'm just saying its tots amazing. It's about a girl named Dana who has over protective brothers, a workaholic mother, a crazy best friend, a boyfriend, and a love interest. Sounds super interesting and crazy right? Well -- here'continuation of here's my continuation of Perfection be sure to vote, comment, and follow. You know you love me.
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Allie Monroe 😂💋P.s. I just watched all of Gossip Girl and its freaking amazing.
The sound of my phone woke me up this morning, instead of the normal text from Jayden. I was heart broken. I haven't waken up from a text from my "boyfriend". He hasn't called me since before we, quote on quote, had dinner. Jayden was a whole different person in that moment. He was rough, loud, and so scary.
I say at my vanity and did my routine, but today I felt a better. I didn't see all the flaws I usually did it was different today. I walked down stairs with a little pep in my step and got my granola, raspberries, and bananas in a larger container than usual. I filled my canister with organic almond milk. *Author's note: my real life favorite breakfast.* i rummaged through my drawers for my pill container but I couldn't find it so I decided to just skip breakfast.
"Oo, now I can eat this for lunch and pageant plan instead of going out for lunch." I clapped.
I walked out door and sat "patiently" on the little French bench my father picked out. He has such exquisite taste. I grew more and more aggravated as the time passed, a solid four minutes. Then , I realized Jayden wouldn't be coming . I dialed for a town car and by time it arrived I was late for school , I failed my driving test so getting there on my own was out of the question.
When I entered the halls of the school, a sea of whispers immediately broke out . I figured the rumors had washed over the school , but the whispers started to taunt me. I began to feel as if I forgot my breathing pattern and I flush red . Everything slowed down , my leg grew weak, and my head got light. I could feel a wave of blackness inching toward me.
Opening my eyes, shifted a little, and I heard paper crunch under me. I tried to sit up , but too fast and whined at the stinging feeling that rang through my head. A white haired lady that I rarely seen appeared from behind the screen that divided the office.
"Monroe, you have to take it easy for the next week or so, you seem to have a minor concussion."
"W-w-wait, take it easy as in?" I asked nit wanting to hear what I already knew was coming.
"We're gonna put you on sports leave until you're cleared by your physician to continue." She responded in a monotone. I'm not sure if it was from not caring or the fact that she must repeat the same line to half of the school at least 3 times a day.
"But I'm captain and the main flyer ... I'm at the top of every stunt." I almost cried right then.
After many moments of denial, I was allowed to leave the nurse's office. I knew as soon as Tamika heard she'd tear me a new one with her perfectly manicured nails. I still had a title to uphold, but my relationship seemed so much more important... until it came to proving myself worthy of all the things I've been dreaming of. So I had a decision to make my boyfriend or my dream. And it was a tough one. Both having a equal place in my heart. Both giving me a reason not to quit like I've been bond. But one was more special. More meaningful. I had to decide.
***I wrote this a long while ago and tots just found it so I decided to edit it and post it ***
I'm totally gonna have to write this story all over ... well just like the 2nd and 3rd chapter .

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Perfection
Teen FictionPerfection, something we all try to achieve. Being an image of perfection is impossible, why strive for something like that. Dealing with the pain is nearly impossible, dealing with the stress, dealing with love, dealing with just life is hard. How...