Hello my name is Devian Collins. just your average girl. Well through my eyes I am. I love going to concerts and festivals but not like Coachella. I like Heavy metal and rock. But when you first see me you would most likely think slayer . I am 15 years old and absolutely love music and drawing I guess you can say that art in general is my life. I have some serious trust issues people have betrayed me and used me I am a bit of a loner. My favorite color is emerald green if that even matters I'm sorry I'm just an awkward kid. I can't speak to someone with out saying something I don't mean ugh I guess I should go.
"I close my notebook" huh I haven't cried at all today or at least thought about my life I guess I am starting to get better Hopefully I am. I should get ready. I don't wanna go to school I usually do well in school but I just don't wanna go today. I need to get dressed. Put some makeup on cover up my ugly mug. " I grab my Metallica shirt and skinny jeans"
Even though I know I'm not skinny.
"I put some green eyeshadow and some quick liner" by that I mean thick eyeliner. And pull my long dark brown hair up in a pony tail and call it a day. " I go down stairs and meet the rest of my family for breakfast I pull out my old lunch box and put my breakfast in there"
devian sweetie why don't you sit down and eat " my mom says in a soft calming voice" I'm going to be late if I do mama.
"I zip up my bag and head out" heard a rustling in the bushes "I bend down to see what it's was" please don't be a murder please don't be a murder "I slowly look to see what it was then I saw it my heart almost melted.
It was a beautiful blue eyed pit bull. He looked vary under wight so i gave him or her the bacon and sausage from my lunch bag and called my dad.
Hey dad can you come here I found a stray dog. I know that man cannot turn down any kind of dog. He came 5 minutes later. He put the dog in the back seat of his truck. Hey dev "he spoke" well I'm going to take him to the vet and see if he's ok wanna see if we can maybe take him in. " my eyes grew wide and a smile kreped on my face I said joyfully" we can "like a 3 year old who just got out of the candy store".
He is a beautiful dogs who needs a good home why not. "He took a deep breath" well you just missed the bus need a lift redneck. That is what he always called me I am a bit of a redneck I love riding four wheelers and dirt bikes an hunting.
"I saw the bus drive right by me" well I do now
"I thew my old book bag in the tail gate and hoped in front seat and slammed the door.
GO GO NOW!!! "Yelled the dogs eyes opened up suddenly and he sat up and started barking at my dad along with me". I knew right then and there that me and that dog were going to get along quite well. "My dad's tires spun I felt my blood rush" I've always loved that sound.
I didn't feel sad or depressed I was happy I didn't fee numb. We got to the school I kissed my dad's cheek and got out (have a good day sweetie).
I reached my hand out and pet the dogs dirty head and he licked my hand. My heart almost melted at the site of that dog. "I grabbed my bag out of the back and ran to the front door and ran in the halls to my class right before I herd the bell ring".
I found my seat and set all of my things down. as everyone stopped talking when my teacher walked in with a boy with ripped jeans and a Lynyrd Skynyrd shirt and messy dirty blonde hair walked in.
I felt something I haven't felt in awhile. "The teacher asked the boy intrudes himself"
"He said my name is jessie" his voice cracked a little but I guess it's normal for boys his age.
The teacher asked the boy to tell the class what his interest are.
"He said I love music and playing video games I playing drums,guitar and fiddle.
The sound of his voice made me feel butterflies in my stomach
"The teacher brought her cup of names out the one she uses to pick people to do task like run this over to Mr . Norman or something" she said pick a person to take you around the school and show you your classes and stuff
"He reached his hand out and pulled out a peace of paper out and handed it to my teacher" once she opened her mouth. I almost puked at the sound. Of
Devian Collins will you please stand up.
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A Southern Metalhead Love Story
Novela JuvenilOk it's a love story but it is between a metalhead girl and a rock'n'roll loving boy and they are southern so be prepared for some dirt bikes and dust on this southern love story with a metalhead twist let's see if jessie boy can get devian out of h...
