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AHHHH! This story is finally going somewhere! #629 in Humor!! Wow! Thanks everyone that reads so far! (:
Dedicated to the lovly @freshrokk for the amazing covers (:
Happy reading lovelies! (;
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Carter Hunt had just broken my heart.
I never thought that after a week of knowing someone, It could feel this bad to lose them.
I also never thought I would fall in love after wishing in a wishing well. Why did Carter have to pick up MY coin? Why couldn't he just have left mine be?!
"Lacey, I think you need help." Jacob came into my room dressed in a blue flannel and some dark skinnies. He looked handsome none the less and I wondered what he was up to.
"No Jacob I do not need help. And where are you going?" My eyebrows shot up in suspicion.
"Umm... No where.."
"JACOB BROOK YOU BETTER NOT BE SEEING VANESSA!" I whisper hissed.
"It's not your business who I see!" And with those last words, he left my room, leaving me to suffer in my own tears.
Wat was the meaning of tears anyways? Salty little droplets dont really need to come out of peoples eye.
Unless Carter Hunt breaks your heart.
Okay seriously?! Was that really neccesary?!
Yes.
Shut up brain...
After my little melt down from the heartbreaker, I decided it was time to move on. So what if he picked up my coin? Does that really mean I have to love him? Because I wasnt going to sit around and love some stupid, arrogant jerk. There was really just no time for all that. High school is meant for experiments and partying, not for falling in love. And frankly, when I want to fall in love, I will find someone better then Carter Hunt because he doesnt deserve to love me anyways.
So what is a crazy 16 year old like me to do?
Party.
Yes you heard it right, I, Lacey Brook was going to a high school rager with my best friend Kayla and idiot brother Casey.
And I dont even wanna heaar you say. 'Oh Lacey, Drinking isnt gonna tae away your problems' because I never said it was. I just wanted to have some fun... And thats what I did.
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The music rattled my ears and I shook my hips to the rythm.
'Gas Pedal' was currently on through the huge speakers, and there was no holding back.
"IM GONNA GET A DRINK KAYLA!" I yelled over the music to my best friend who was currently grinding on some blonde kid.
As I made my way to the kitchen I tripped over my own glittery heel and landed right on my butt.
"Babe, I think you've had enough to drink." Cursing myself mentally, I looked up to see Ryan holding out his huge, manly hand.
"Dont call me that, and I dont need your help Ryan. I've only had 3 drinks. It's not that big of a deal." Trying to get up, I stumbled as I stood up straight and almost hit my head on the wall.
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Wishing Well
Teen Fiction"Who throws quarter's in wishing wells anyways?" "Well if you werent down there then it wouldn't have hit you're head now would it?" "Well that still doesnt anwser my question." "Well you never anwser mine" "Can you just shut up for more then...
