Oh bloody hell. I'm still in heavy denial. I kissed him. KISSED!!! He's the guy I always swore to hate. And now.... My parents probably think he's the one the school sent them the letter about! God, this is going to be so hard to explain! What do Aimee and Reno think? I never told them how I felt - but maybe they knew. Maybe, just maybe.... They have the key to my heart and I don't know it. Maybe he has the key, if I'm so in love. God, why do I have to be in love? Why couldn't I be killing myself instead? Actually, no. Scrap that. I'd rather be head over my own heels for a guy who I've loathed since I was eight than be aware, concious, and slowly awaiting mym treacherous, torcherous death.
WHY???
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I still have no idea who she is. She seems familiar. So beautiful, yet I have a slight urge to turn away from her. Why do I not recognise her? She's Elizabeth, Lizzie... What's her last name? Parker? No. Mason? No. Turner? Definitely NOT. Carter. Carter. Carter! Wait, she's...... AHHHH!
22 DAYS AND 21 HOURS LATER..
"Why the hell do you think I'm doing this?" There stood Aimee with her hand on her hips. Lord knows why, but she was giving me a hell of a stare. My hair was tied in a messy bun, my eyes glowing with excitement.
Part of me felt sad, but the ninety percent that wanted revenge took over. I couldn't help it.
"Because you want me to sit around and die in the grand pool of negativity?" I gave her evil eyes. Echoing her, I placed my hands on my hips also. She looked at me as if I was mad.
"Honestly? You're seriously thinking that?! " In an instant, she whipped out a notepad and written the words, "Lizzy's in love!" on the paper. I think I'm going to kill her.
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