chapter 2:
//third person pov//
the fist one was some lady named lorraine bowen, and sharon IMMEDIATELY xed her out because it was another brit trying to steal the show from sharon!! simon glared at her but she didn't care, sharon planned on ignoring him anyway. the stupid english whore sang her song and everyone clapped. HOW DARE THEY TAKE THEIR ATTENTION AWAY FROM HER?!?! sharon screamed and cried, just wishing that howard could be there. simon said "shut the fuck up you ginger slut, no one cares about you anyway." sharon hated simon but, she kind of liked his dominant side... NO! sharon thought to herself, i hate him. i can't fall in love. she wiped off her runing mascara and ran away before tripping over simon's socks. "I HATE YOU!" she screamed, and walked home in shame.
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Poetrywelcome dear reader. imagine you are two lovers who can never express it. no one can ever know. your worlds are so different yet closely intertwined. this is that story. welcome to...lovers or not. read more to understand the thrills of passion and...
