Mkay so. Inititally this was just a "I'm bored rite now so ima write a random page on wattpad and see how it goes." But, I've been told to keep going. Honestly I don't know where this is going, but I will continue. Hope you likey (;
Chapter 2
Screw my life.
Screw my life, and everyone else in it. God, I hate being here. In this stupid little perfect town, with everyone and their perky personas. What am to do?
All day I've been pondering the thought of changing my life completely but I just can't seem to figure it out. I want to be different. I want to feel intimidating and risky. I'm bored, and I shall no longer continue with this 'good girl' blah blah blah crap. I'm so done with it.
I lay in my comfy bed with my covers pulled up to my chest, and at the bottom, tucked under my feet. I don't know why I do that. I always have though; tucked my feet under. I think it's because a long time ago I was scared that at night someone would come and grab my feet from under my covers and drag me away.
It's weird I know, but I do. Anyhow, as I silently stared at the ceiling, I let my mind wander in crazy loops. In order to begin the new life I have sought after, I must must must do something terribly drastic and well, bad.
But what is there? I have no friggin clue?! Hm. My mouth pinches up as I try super hard to think of ways to create a new image, a new way of breathing. I hopped up out of bed and quietly walked to my dresser where my laptop had been sitting. With every creak under my footsteps, I began to feel a bit impatient with myself. It's late and I'm exauhsted but I refuse to sleep until I have come to a conclusion.
My initial plan with my laptop was to search it online, but then I slammed it shut and laughed at myself. Ha. Really? Was I really going to google "How to be a bad and rebellious teenager"? Noo, I was not. Instead I set my laptop down on my bed and stared at my mirror.
Suddenly, it all came to me. Every bit of it. My mind began to soak in what I was trying to accomplish. I stared back at my reflection and an eyebrow raised at what I had come to.
I would have to take it in steps. But I'd go fast. A smile played across my lips. Hmmm.
First, I would need to pierce my body. Something, anything. Maybe my belly button? Or nose? This would drive my mother insane! . . . Good.
At some point I would need to cuss out my parents, or a teacher. I've always wanted to do that. It would be so much fun! My hands started clamming up in excitement and my stomach felt the way it did right before a big drop on a roller coaster.
Oh and yes, drugs. Hm, I would need to try that. Something bad though. Not the gay little grass that grows in my backyard. I would need something serious and illegal. Maybe someone at school could "Hook me up." If that's how you say it...?
Maybe I could steal something too. I'd start out small and once I got the hang of things, I would go big. And steal a car. Or wait, even better; a bike. A really sweet looking bike that said, "Don't mess with me, I'm hot and bitchy."
But then I thought about that more. Uhh. I can't drive a bike. I don't even have my liscense yet.
Then I came up with and even better idea. As I sat there thinking about it, I couldn't contain my excitement. I can hardly wait to feel all this exhilaration. It'll all be like one big rush.
My new idea danced around like fire and it was burning, super hot. I would need a boy. But not just any boy, but a bad boy. One that was attractive, and cunning, and street smart. He would be my ticket into all things rebellious. Once I got him, I'll all the tricks I need to be the new me.
And, at the same time I could be having a little fun with him as well.
Yeah, and then once I got this whole boy thing going, I'll be sneaking out and partying and drinking. And then I'll beat up some hoe that I don't like; now that would be fun.
It's now 4:01 am and I'm completely jittery at all the new things I would do. No longer will life be so dull. And maybe in the middle of this I'll find a little love. Ha, get real. Love? No. That's not exactly what I'm after right now. But who knows...
My eyelids slowly drifted down and I sat up and reached over to turn out my lamp.
But I caught something out of the corner of my eye, lurking about around my window. It was man. I started breathing heavily and my mind dissolved into panic. He was just there, just watching me. But as soon as I saw him, he was gone.
What the fuck?
But I was too frightened to move. I shut my eyes completely and wrapped my blanket around me.
Just a dream, a nightmare, I have seen nothing.
But I can't help but be scared. I know what I saw, and I know something was terribly wrong.
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There you go, chapter 2. Fun huh? (: Comment please.

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