My Twisted Love Life

Chapter One : Intro

A/n: hey guys! Since this was my first book, my writing does improve as you get more into the book. So don't judge me for the first few chapters! Get ready to read about Taylor and her adventure to finding true love. Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading my story and thanks for even choosing to read it! Comment and vote, love y'all :D
update - I added photos of the characters at last!

Some people would say I'm an outsider. Some People might say I'm a loner.
I know these things aren't true. At least I hope not. I'm more than that...I'm just bad at showing it.

I always write poems in my little old notebook, about love, and meeting the perfect person. I know- it's cheesy. But why can't that be me? I can put it on paper but just can't seem to make it happen. All my life I've been fighting be somebody, but I could never really find myself. It's better to just not be anyone I guess. Things seem to go smoother that way.

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I wake up. "Aw dang!"

Late again. I put on skinny jeans, a long sleeved striped shirt, and some sneakers. I don't do much to my hair but let it loose and pin two pieces. I applied my signature eyeliner look and some mascara. Make up isn't always my cup of tea, but it helps take away the zombie effect my naked face has.

I've never liked school. It's such a judgmental environment. If you don't live up to certain standards, you just aren't good enough. It's my second year in high school, and so far I hate it.

I walk to my locker and see my best friend, Jewel, approach me. She has long beautiful naturally wavy ginger hair. "Hey Taylor!" she says with excitement.

"Hey." I say with zero expression.

"What's wrong boo?" she says with concern.

I want to tell her I've just been down and overthinking everything. They say high school is suppose to be the best four years of your life; that's bullshit. I'm bored! Nothing exciting ever happens to me. Maybe something could if I actually broke out of this mold that I'm constantly trapped in, but that would mean making mistakes and having regret. If rather play it safe until these years of living in this hell are over with.  "Oh nothing, just tired." I lied.
I love Jewl and I DO trust her, she is always there for me after all... but I just have a hard time telling her how I feel, especially lately.

"Well wake up! OMG there's Riley!" she squealed. I really wish she wouldn't use terms like OMG when talking in person.

"Riley? Why do we even try. We're not his type, it's not like we could just go up and talk to him." I say with doubt.

"Why not Taylor? He's just a person! And a very cute one at that." she giggled.

"Well yeah but he's...one of them." I said glancing at him and his friends coming down the hall. By 'them' I mean the populars, jocks, whatever you want to consider them. Either way they're jerks that I don't want to deal with.

Jewel is always so positive. Sometimes it gives me hope and makes me feel good...other times it's just annoying.

"Oh what-ever. OMG he's coming! Stay cool, stay cool." she says as she whips her hair back and tries to lean against the lockers casually.

As he walked by, I found myself staring at him without even noticing how creepy I must have looked. I looked over at Jewel as her arm slipped off the locker and she fell to the the ground. "Oh no!" I bent down to make sure she was okay. That fall looked pretty painful.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Umm, yeah. Got a little woozy there!" she giggled.

"Good! Thought you died or something." A guy said.

I didn't look up and my sarcasm slipped out. "She wouldn't die, you idiot. It was just a slip. Now let's help her!"

"Tay?" Jewl whispered while pointing up.

As I looked up, I saw the handsome face of Riley. His deep grey-green eyes stared at my intensely. Why did I open my big mouth?

"Oh, I'm sorry...I didn't think that was you." I said apologetically.

"It's fine." Riley said helping me get Jewel back onto her feet.

Great. Just great. I totally just embarrassed myself in front of the hottest guy in school and I'm not even the one who fell!