chapter one

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i wake up every morning and mentally slap myself for being alive and waking up. then i get up

after a lot of ughing and god dammits. once im up i go straight to my mirror to look at myself and

point out all of my flaws, making myself feel like shit. but that is when i turn around and am

meeted by the beautiful, handsome, and stunning faces of my idols. my dreams. my

encouragement. my everlasting loves. they smile and me and give me love and care and want. they

are the only people who could ever make me feel this way and they have no clue that i even exist...

fuck my life.

okay so im a sophomore in high school. and can i just say that high school musical gave me some

pretty high expectations! i mean seriously what you expect and what happens is like completely

different. but hey i like all my teachers they seem pretty chill and im pretty happy to see by friends

again.

{UGH GODDAMMIT GUYS IM FUCKING HUNGRY AND CANT THINK STRAIGHT ITS

LIKE 4:00 IN THE MORNING AND I WANT FOOOOOODDDDDDD!!! ALSO UMM IM MAKING

UP NAMES SO YEAH... YOU WILL NEVER KNOW!!!! MUAHAHAHAHA }

anyways so there is this guy who i used to like last year and he is a little taller than me and hes

really nice and cute and eerrrmmmaaggeerrddd! anyways so im walking to my math class when i

see him eating some fruit down the hall. so im walking and im like, "sup Colston!" and he was like,

"oh hey Abby!" and then i kept walking when he speeds up and i realizing that he is walking with

me... yes people... my big crush is walking with me... "so where are you going" he asks me all calm

and collected while im trying not to fangirl over him... "umm math" i say like tripping over every

word. "oh cool i'll walk you" ... :0 ... "okay..." yes i think that this has just happened... my crush

has walked me to my class successfully blowing up my heart and causing me to fall face first into

crushville... and so i have decided that this will be a real life story about my relationship with a

boy named Colston.

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