the summer i turned beautiful [l.t]

Prologue: Elizabeth's Diary

Welcome to my first fanfic! Um so this is a disclaimer: there will be cussing/cursing in this fanfic, so if you can't take that, then please don't read this fanfic. But this is my first fanfic, so I will take critics but do keep in mind that I worked really hard on this and although some reality-based aspects are wrong, please note that I was only 15-16 when I wrote this :) 

Enjoy reading!! <3

Oh and I changed the casting for Elizabeth! Liz will be played by Emily DiDonato! Pic on the side!

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June 12, 2011

Dear Diary,

            I can’t even. I can’t think about him. Ugh. Sorry for not writing for a week. :/ I’m going through some much crap and way too much emotional ones too. So remember what I said about loving Gregg for the rest of my life? Yeah, scratch that out. I’ve witnessed something that changed my whole perspective about him. He isn’t the kind of person I want to be with. At all. The way I saw him look at Mallory. That cheerleader that hated me since 6th grade. The way he kissed her and she kissed him back. The way he said I love you to me. That was a lie. Never again. HOW CAN HE DO THIS TO ME? I LOVED HIM. I was starting to think I might have a future with him. This isn't fair. Mallory is a bitch. She was the biggest slut and I had no will to talk back at her.  He texted me like a million times and rang my doorbell for like 10 times a day. Mum always told him to go away and to give me some time alone. I cannot believe I ever been with him. I just can’t. I remember when I met him when we were 14 and he was a exchange student from England and how our parents would say that they could be in-laws one day. Their dreams are shattered now. Period.

-Elizabeth.

            The paper ripped because I put too much power on it. The pen bled through the paper. Oh well. Big whoop.

June 15, 2011

Dear Diary,     

On a brighter note, Happy birthday to me. I’m 18. Legal as hell. I can’t even believe what Mum bought me. Plane tickets. I can’t believe I am going to the UK for the whole summer! Mum surprised me with the best 18th birthday present ever! UNITED KINGDOM! Like with the British accents, tea, and the WHOLE PACKAGE. The bad thing is Meg is coming with me, along with her obsession with One Direction.

How is she even related to me—by blood even—she’s not a poet, she’s not even close to being an honors student, and she is so self-centered. I just can’t believe she’s coming to London with me. For crying out loud, I’m 18 and I can probably take care of myself. Even Mum was hesitant as first! I swear Mum trusts me more than her. Remember that time she snunk out her room’s window to go to a Los Angeles Party? Mum was really pissed. She may be 1 year older, but I am the more mature one. Obviously. Mum decided to buy us tickets to London for –specifically—MY birthday present. Why does she get to go with me? I rather have my best friend go with me. But apparently, Dani is busy the whole summer, going to a vet school.  She is secretly in LOVE with monkeys. I don’t know what to do with that girl. Why can’t Meg just get ready for college once again? Oh I know why because she has fucking loft in New York. Why can’t she just spend her summer there? Sigh. Well, I’m starting college next year, and I sent out a lot of application forms to the colleges I really want. I want to study abroad. More importantly, AWAY FROM MEG.

Apparently, she got accepted to Gallatin in New York last year, well not exactly accepted, but Mum had to spend a bit (A LOT) for her to get accepted. I haven’t gotten any acceptance letters yet, but I’m hoping that I will come soon! Mum said it would be a great opportunity for me to explore the UK because I am part British and just get some distance away from Gregg. And if I get accepted to the University of London, I would know my way around things. I’m planning to major in music or poetry, you never know what will happen?

Well, my flight is in 4 days! Can you believe it? A lot needs to be done: room cleaning, packing for college, and packing for the trip, and a lot more things. I hate Meg for begging me to let her come with me. And it’s not even for sightseeing purposes; it’s to “meet her true love”. Just guess who her “true love” is…Haari Stiles? I don’t know, that guy that gets all the solos in that boy band One Direction. Yeah, like she would get him. He’s like 2 years younger. Disgusting. Ugh. She’s so selfish.

My high school graduation was last week and I’m so glad I am out of hell. And best thing about going out of the country and OUT of high school, I can leave all that drama here. Especially that jerk. Well, anyways I was valedictorian. In high school language, that meant I was a big nerd and probably getting a good and expensive college. I don’t even know why I won.  Well, I gotta start packing now. Sorry I can’t bring you with me. Just too much to bring for the whole summer! So I’ll see you in a few months!

Elizabeth ♥