This Girls Life

Chapter 1

And the player falls in love with the nerd, blah blah blah... "Bullshit" I muttered under my breath. I, Daisy was 16 and even at that young age, i had experienced my fair share of heart breaks, and more. My first relationship was when I was 12, it seems silly, but I really thought I loved the guy. It wasn't serious but I had a lot of feelings for this dude. I later on found out that he was just using me so that he wasn't the only one who hadn't had a boyfriend or girlfriend. Charming. At this age, everyone rushed relationships, nobody wanted to be that one girl or boy who hadn't had a girlfriend or boyfriend. That would be embarrassing. So they just leaped on anyone who caught their eye. Don't get me wrong, sometimes they really did love each other, but other times, it was just for the fun of it.

My second, third and fourth boyfriends had been when I was 13 and 14. They had all cheated on me. This hurt me. A lot. I was scared to trust anyone after this, it didn't stop me though. When I was 15 I had my worse heartbreak by far. It was with a boy called Dylan McVey. One of the most popular boys in the school. I was lucky to get him, of course, he was a player so he didn't care, as long as the girl had boobs and a butt and a decently pretty face, he was there. I really thought he was the one. We were together for almost a year when I found out that he had been cheating on me the whole time with various girls. I even found out that at one point he had 5 girlfriends and me. The thought of this cheating prick angered me, my face would go red and I'd want to punch something. After my anger subsided I'd just be upset. Think it was my fault, that I wasn't pretty enough. Although, I don't believe that anymore, i'm quite happy with how I look. I am petite, weighing about 6 stone and am about 5'5 in height. I have blonde wavy hair reaching just below my bum, tanned flawless skin and my best feature, electric blue eyes. These eyes were enough to capture the attention from anyone, they were beautiful. Framed by my long eyelashes. All of the girls wanted to look like me, I think they just say that though, I'm not that pretty.

"What was that?" My dad asked after hearing me curse under my breath.

"Uh... nothing Daddy" I said, batting my long eyelashes.

Daddy. I was the biggest 'Daddy's Girl' my dad did anything for me, I acted like a princess to him, he would buy me the empire state building if he could. Not that we were rich or anything, no where near. But he'd do anything to please his little princess.

"Hmm..." He said.

"DAISY I TOLD YOU TO COME AND CLEAR OFF THE TABLE, HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO ASK" My mothers voice boomed from the next room.

"As many as it takes me to do it." I smirked back.

I love annoying her mother. We on the other hand, dont get on at all, never had and I don't believe we ever will. I am the spitting image of my mum, she had the same blonde hair however mine is a lot longer. I had inherited my shortness from her as well. And my skin, as well as my long eyelashes. Not my eyes though. my eyes are a mystery. No one knows where they are from, none of my family had eyes as bright as that, they were special.

"Don't be rude with me!" my mother shouted, obviously frustrated, "Did you do your homework like I asked you to?"

"Nope." I said, a snigger escaping. I definitely wasn't a nerd. The opposite, I was almost like a bad girl. I do tend to play boys a little bit, after the boys which I'd been with that I actually loved. I had stopped believing they had hearts all together. I don't care, I have fun and that is all I want. In total I had 15 relationships, only five of them being serious, or serious to me anyway. This had gotten me a bad reputation, but who cared right? I am fine with this, I dont care what anyone thinks about me, that was until it came to boys, hot ones to be specific.