Crazy girl

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Okay so this the prolog plus the first chapter of my new story. Read it if you get the chance thanks.

Also there's another chapter.

http://www.wattpad.com/story/4755777-this

Love It's when they're the last thing you think about before you go to sleep and when they're the first thing you think of when you wake up, the feeling that warms your heart and leaves you overcome by a feeling of serenity. Love involves wanting to show your affection and/or devotion to each other. It's the smile on your face you get when you're thinking about them and miss them.

Finding that one person who you want to spend your life time with and will sacrifice anything for them is sometime rare however when mason and taya find each other at a party it isn't long before there feeling toward each other are shown. And where the perfect love story begins.

We held each other gaze across the beach, I could feel the heat on the side of my face as people through more stuff into the flames making sure it will burn until early in the morning.

"come on tay, drink this" my best friend Jessie said whilst shoving a bottle of vodka in my hand "have some fun babe" I shrugged my shoulder taking a swig from the bottle. She was right we would all be moving to collage in a couple of months might as well make the most of it. Suddenly the images of the boy with the perfect face, eyes and body soon faded from my head. I took another swig as posh girls came blasting from the speakers me and jess screamed before we started to sing/ scream the lyrics.

She passed, she's class.

Candy for the eye and a twinkle in her smile,

And she looks like butter wouldn't melt.

I didn't get the lyrics with the butter thing ugrrr I was thinking to much, I reached out to grab a shot of whatever was on the plastic table next to me.

He's bewitched, her daddy's rich.

You can see she comes from money, but she's still a little honey.

And it looks like butter wouldn't melt.

He stuttered

'Oh I never thought I'd say this, but I think your so -

Awfully nice. Is that alright?' she said 'fine'

He was a little bit scared, a little apprehensive

He was just a boy from a local comprehensive.

But he'd heard that.

Posh girls have good manners, but they go like the clappers,

Because they never got to hang around with boys at school.

Posh girls have good manners, but they go like the clappers,

Because they never got to hang around with boys at school.

She seems, pristine, but don't be deceived, 'cause she's not that naive

Although it looks like butter wouldn't melt.

He had a fright, that night.

She'd opened his eyes to a world of surprise,

And the butter, oh the butter it had gone, it had gone.

She said 'oh'.

With a twinkle in her eye, she said 'oh my -

Take me home tonight'

He was a little bit scared, a little apprehensive

He was just a boy from a local comprehensive.