The Girl strummin' her guitar

Falling in love with the Peculiar Girl

[A/N: This is a work of fiction. Lahat po ng nakasulat dito ay imagination o kung ano ang napasok sa utak ng author. Charat! =D Seriously speaking, guys please support this story. Maganda po 'to and... mysterious, I swear! Enjoy reading! ;) ]

written by: _lavuple_07

Prologue

[A/N: Italicized words came from the song "The Lucky One" by Taylor Swift]

New to town with a made up name in the angel city,

Chasing fortune and fame

There's something about her. She's different. She's naive. She's unique. She don't care what other peolpe say about her...

You had it figured out since you were in school.

Everybody loves pretty, everybody loves cool.

So overnight you look like a sixties’ queen.

She's popular. Not because she's cool nor beautiful nor good in sports nor such--- but because of HER.

And they’ll tell you now, you’re the lucky one.

Yeah, they’ll tell you now, you’re the lucky one.

But can you tell me now, you’re the lucky one.

She was shunned by everyone. I don't know why. I was new to this town. They hated her...

And they tell you that you’re lucky.

But you’re so confused,

Cause you don’t feel pretty, you just feel used.

And all the young things line up to take your place.

She has no friends. In school. But I found out that she has... in her place, maybe? Why would I know?

And they’ll tell you now, you’re the lucky one.

Yeah, they’ll tell you now, you’re the lucky one.

Can you tell me now, you’re the lucky one, oh, oh, oh.

We became friends. I'm her ONLY friend in school. Why, oh, why! I think---

It was a few years later, I showed up here.

And they still tell the legend of how you disappeared,

How you took the money and your dignity, and got the hell out.

I'm in love with her. But she disappeared.

Let me tell you now, you’re the lucky one.

Let me tell you now, you’re the lucky one.

Let me tell you now, you’re the lucky one, oh, oh, oh.

And they’ll tell you now, you’re the lucky one.

Yeah, they’ll tell you now, you’re the lucky one.

And they’ll tell you now, you’re the lucky one, oh, oh, oh.

Oh, whoa, oh, oh.

She's Lhouise Julia Gumabao.

I missed her.

With her little instrument she always strummed---- her UKULELE.

*Chapter 1*

[A/N: Papabitinin ko muna kayo guys.... sorry... I'll wait kung may magtitiyagang magbasa ng story na 'to. Hahaha. Sorry poh ulit... :( I'll continue this story naman kaya don't ya worry ;) I'll wait for you, fellas!]