The Anti-Love STory

Setting the Stage

Have you ever read a romance novel and thought "Oh, how amazing it would be to have a boyfriend/girlfriend like THAT?" Yep. I think everyone has. but is that realistic in ANY WAY? No! No one really talks about the times when you see that one special someone, hardcore making out with their  special someone that you just happened to forget existed. Those are the times when you wish you could, Oh, I don't know, rip those stories to shreds? Well, Here I am. Prepare for Teen-Romance murder! So, the first thing you're going to have to know before this book, is that I, personally, will be narrating my own ripped up crushes and fancies. Me being April Devin, High School Senior. I have to, apparently, write about what public education has taught me. I decided to focus on one of the things that almost always happen in public schools. Sticky situations. Let me set the stage. It's about, hm. the second month of eighth grade? I have a crush on one of the boys who has strange vegetables in his lunch, and plays saxophone in his free time. One of those guys. So I now would set my standards higher, but there aren't a lot of musicians who wouldn't date a pink-haired bespectacled girl. I mean come on, I'm like flypaper. But he was cute, and that's what mattered to my eighth-grade brain. So, on that note, prepare to be amazed by my stupidity.

(A/N: Hey guys! I kinda wanted to just have some fun with this concept, but I like it so far. I am, in no means, April. I am also not a Literary Student. I know I'm not that good. Enjoy!)