So 5 very important things before we begin:
1. I do not update quickly. I have dance literally everyday except Friday, Saturday, and Sunday so please don't get your panties in a twist when I don't update fast.
2. I dreamt most of this. (Just a fun fact)
3. None of the people in this story are not meant to represent real people or events, if it does it was not intended
4. All of the outfits are made by me on polyvore and I get most of my images from Pinterest or Google
5. I am not a professional writer so please don't hate on my grammatical errors or spelling. I'm only human. (😏)
**Also I right on my phone and autocorrect ruins my life. **
About the main character and a bit of an overview:
Hey there, I'm Ella Danielle Jameson. I'm 16 years old and I'm a Junior. My birthday is May 23. I live in the suburbs in Nashville, TN. I am kind of an outcast when it comes to social situations. I feel awkward meeting friends of my friends. I'm quite friendly, but you have to come talk to me first. I have two friends January Hendrix, a tall senior with ombré brown to blonde should length hair, purple contacts, and a Marilyn Monroe mole and Gracelyn Stevens, a short junior with short curly red hair, greeny brown eyes, and light freckles.
Anyways I go to Bailer ( bay-Ler) High School and it's sort of like an arts school, but it only has visual art, chorus, and band. I am an artist and it's my outlet. No I don't come from a broken home and I'm not depressed. I just feel like when I paint or draw, I'm speaking more of what I feel inside.
And there's this group, and this boy, isn't there always a boy? Lol. Well his name is Kellan George, he's an artist like me. And his group is called the Stoners. Awkward name right? Well yes, they do get stoned and yes, they have that stereotypical look, but for some reason I am drawn to them.
Especially Kellan...
(Ella's conscience will be in italics)
Well join me in my story about how my junior year went.
