Recommended song to listen to: training wheels by Melanie Martinez
01; mystic falls
Harley
I was crazy, I was Harley. But, you know what they say about the crazy ones. We're the best.
Joker put me in this position. Oh, my puddin' he had left me no choice but to leave everything behind. well everything but the crazy, and my bat. I'll never leave this bad boy behind.
It's been days, days since I've found a home and still I was as revved up as a Harley could be.
My shorts moved against my sleek legs as I walked past the 'mystic falls' sign. Hm. Mystic falls, i never heard of a place like this.
I wonder if they sell bubblegum. Of course they do, it's a town not a prison.
"Hm," I say, admiring my bat. "Bat, bat, bat batsy," I growl and smash my bat on the ground.
The number one reason I needed to get away from my puddin' and my friends, was mostly because it's the reminder of the old crazy, I want new crazy.
So, I'm going to create a new crazy in this town of 'mystic falls' as the small little sign read.
"well would you look at that," I skipped along to what looked like a cozy house, I like it. There was some pretty brunette girl leaving it, she could use some hair dye.
I gripped my bat, swinging it around my shoulders and rested it along them, "come on bat, let's go say goodnight."
