Tsk! Stupid Cupid (On-Hold)

Prologue

Have you ever experience watching a talk show where you're favorite couple are the guest and the host was trying hard to make them spill there guts out? I'm pretty much sure you're either shouting at your TV,hoping they could hear you,to just admit it already because it's so obvious they're together, like together-together,or you're practically killing the person watching the show with you because you love the moment so much and you feel jittery as if you're in a relationship with them? Then the next thing you know they called it quits and are dating other people.

Or have you ever seen a movie or a show we're you have fallen in love with the couple on that story so much you've imagined their whole life spent together with each other already? Hell you'll even write a freaking fan-fiction about them with steamy kissing scenes in it, never caring whether or not they are dating other people. If they happen to do so, I'm sure the other person they're dating is either the martyr lover that still believes in the saying 'If you really love them set them free' thing or the super villain who always keeps them apart. I totally sympathize with you people. Blame it on that freaking boy wearing a diaper just shooting his arrows at some stubborn human beings when he has his tantrums. So much for a match maker.

I, for one, still haven't forgiven him with the Brad Pitt- Jennifer Aniston break-up or rather divorce. Anyway Brad has Angelina now so I guess it's okay... but still. Hmmp! They we're perfect.

Then there was Emma Roberts and Alex Petiffer and I thought 'You did it this time diaper boy, nice shot'. They look so good together, they we're so... I guess in love, he even has her name tattooed on him but of course that damn tantrum attacks and ruined it all. Although I think he made up for that when Alex dated Diana Agron. But that boneheaded-diapered wimp and his ten floor belly throw a fit and sent my Alex-Diana plane crashing.

There are so many things he got wrong and so many other things he got right that he wronged that if we make a list of it I bet we can defeat Santa's naughty and nice list combined with the whole Guinness book of world records. I mean why do they trust that kid with that kind of weapon? Stupid Cupid creeping behind you. Stupid Cupid deciding for you. Stupid Cupid and all his mistakes. I blame that stupid Cupid for all the heart breaks.

Your probably wondering who am I right? Well I'm Ed and before you even think about it hold that thought and read this first. I'm not a dude. I know that name is usually a guys name even that cartoon in Nickelodeon 'Ed,Edd and Eddy' is a proof of that. Actually any of those three can be my nickname but since Ed is the shortest one that is what most people call me. But I think that name suits my image best. Just so you know, and I promise I'm not bluffing, I'm pretty known to be bad-ass. Not bad-ass s plus lut. Not bad-ass totally b-yotch. But bad-ass as in totally tough chick.

You see I was labeled a tough chick for turning down every guy who tried to hit on me, and slapping one of them in the cafeteria of our school during lunch break doesn't really help changing that so I decided to just live with it. And no one ever tried to cross me ever since except for the occasional brainless jerks and capital b-yotches.

Yup! You've got that right I turned down a lot of 'hot guys' ,if you may, but I do prepare to call them lunkheads. I really really hate men, like absolutely-straight-through-the-bones resent them except of course those celebs that just caught my attention,they don't really count in the men population in my world;their a whole different specie on their own. So yeah it's safe to say I hate men. At least I used to.

Growing up the only good love I know between a man and a woman was between me and my grandfather as with him and my mother but other than that the love that I have witnessed between opposite sex is the bad kind; the hurtful kind. That is until he came into my life with his determination to prove me wrong.

I used to hate him too, you know, just like any other guys. He absolutely annoys the hell out of me especially with that goofy grin of his. I hate him even though he's gorgeous. I hate him even though he can melt me into a puddle when ever he sing. Until one day he smiled and not just any smile; a really beautiful and genuine smile and I thought ' damn it! I think Cupid has finally got me'. Tsk! Stupid Cupid.