(Swearing Warning. PG15)
Melanie. A typical 17 year old girl. Or so everyone thought. She would say "If you ever read my thoughts, you would be terrified"
Tyler. 17 year old boy with fluffy brown hair. Normal looking. Not so normal thinking.
Josh. A...
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I woke up from the pitch black. I saw Tyler looking over at me. Then, on the other side I saw Brendon and Sarah. Before I could register what had just happened, Tyler picked me up, spun me around and kissed me for a good 4 seconds. "Oh God! I look like a pile of crap!" I said in disgust, motioning to my blood stained dress. "You always look like crap" I heard Jenna say. Its true Melanie. You always do. You always have. I didnt even bother to fight back. All I did was go up to Jenna, kicked her, slapped her and then cursed at her. To be honest, it was kinda fun. Funner then sitting there and taking it and feeling insecure about it. I walked away feeling proud. Thank god it was last period when they found me. And, it was 4:25. Five minutes until I finish. Thank. The. Lord. Too much drama. It was almost time to go so me and Tyler decided leaving early would be best. All the way back, I leaned on him and we had our arms around each other. These were the moments I treasured most with Tyler. And I'm pretty sure he did too.
