I'm Elizabeth Raegan Harries, most probably the scariest woman in the face of the planet and the person who has a terrible problem on making friends.
Despite all these major issues, some bits of my life are kinda-ish not so bad as the others such as being popular, earning a recognition and the big benefit of being alone (although it is getting kind of boring sometimes).
I'm already 16. Born in February 14, Valentines Day which probably the epitome of all the scariest holidays ever celebrated throughout the many years.
I'm studying in high school, 3rd year. Wow, how amazing is that? The one who invented sarcasm is amazing too.
So enough of my biography, let's move on to the deal here;
I have to admit that I do have low grades, frequent F's (in mostly Math because come on, it sucks), and often arguments with my mom.
And I know just the person to do this for me (of course without my exerted effort and wasted time).
YOU ARE READING
So Are We Suppose To Fall In Love Or What?
Teen FictionElizabeth Raegan Harries typical bad girl meets an ordinary smart guy, making a deal that could change their future. | sighmike fanfiction |