The Beauty That I'm Fakin' - Co-written With bodysnatchers4ever (Lindsey Way)

Prologue

Crunch.

Crunch.

Crunch.

I sighed as my feet stepped in the cold snow. It was seriously freezing, and I was starving my ass off. God, I couldn't wait to get home.

"Yo' Ballato! Why don't you come back to my place for a while!" I could hear behind me. I turned around seeing a bunch of guys from my school huddled up like a pack of wolves.

They whistled, making motions at me and laughing while doing so.

I sighed when I saw the small white house on the end of the corner, my legs moved a bit faster.

"Aw, come on, we won't bite! We promise!" They started following me and tried throwing snow, missing each time.

As soon as the palm of my hand tugged on the cold metal of the door, I swung it open and quickly stepped inside shutting it closed.

Bloody fuckin' hell.

I mumbled under my breath and dropped my bag, going into the kitchen.

"Lyn-Z," I could hear my mother come in from the living room. "Where the hell have you been?"

"I walk now mom. I'm gonna come in late sometimes."

"It doesn't take that long to get here. And what the hell are dressed up as? It's the middle of winter, put some pants on."

I rolled my eyes. "I'm a school girl."

"Take off those heels for christ's sake, you look like a whore!"

My hands reached up for the cabinets. I tried my best to ignore her.

"Are you listening to me? Put those chips down!" She came over and smacked the bag out of my hand. What the hell is her problem?

"Why can't you be like your sister for once?"

"Because she's been in everybody pants, and up as many skirts as you can think of." I told her.

"Go to your room. Now.Wait until your father gets home." (A/N: Omfg, I lerv that show.)

I grabbed my chips and stomped out of the kitchen, obviously pissed. I hate when my parents pick on me and throw insults in my face like I ruined they're lifes.

Well thanks for giving mom the D dad. Now we're stuck together.

I opened the door and threw my backpack in the corner of my bedroom, I plopped down at the seat of my desk, kicking the shoes off.

As you can see, my name is Lyn-z Ballato, and I dress up as a 'whore'. I prefer slut much better though. (Note my sarcasm)

I ripped the bag open and shoved chips in my mouth. The taste of salt filled my mouth.

My eyes then wondered to my previous drawing from last night. A bonquet of roses and fire slowly burning them, one turning black.

Yep. I was like that.

What if...

I smiled a little before picking up my pencil.

I knew exactly what I was gonna draw next.

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Omfg. Me and the amazing Jade have made a story about Lynzzz, because we can. Go follow her @bodysnatchers4ever. She's really cool to talk to.

xoxo

-Benny