My name is Viola. I'm 16 years old and I live in Los Angeles, exciting, right? Everyone seems to think it's a big deal, but it's really not. It'd probably be more exciting if I had people to enjoy it with. I haven't really ever been close with anyone. I'm pretty distant with my family, the only "good friends" I've had only lasted a few months and stabbed me in the back, and I've never had a relationship. I guess you could say my trust issues are pretty bad, but I think I just haven't found anyone who I even wanted to trust yet.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Okay so I've had the idea for this story for a while, and I'm finally writing it!! The updates on my other story will probably be really late, if any at all. But oh fucking well. I'm so god damn exited for this one, and I hope you all enjoy it!! :)
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The truth about love
Teen FictionBooks always make falling in love look like such an amazing thing. In the rare occasion that they'll actually show a heart break, they glamorize it. This story is about Viola, a 16 year old girl, who learns the truth about love on her own.
