likeable

hello. this is a story. not my story, gosh no, that would be most misfortunate for me. No, this will be Paisly's story. i have to admit, i was excited when i was given permission to tell her story. after all, she is very seceretive. at least you will be able to see so. in a little bit. when i tell the story. but now i must ask one thing of you, in order to tell the story. i need you to have patience. god knows that Paisly needed it in her adventure. i have to warn you, things will be looking great for her. but fate is fate, and you are going to have to deal with the disappointment. are you ready? now would be the time for you to leave. i just warned you.

well you continued. but enough of me babbiling, as i am pretty sure most of you are thinking, i should just get on with it. fine. lets get started.

haha, thats a cliffhanger. i do not want to leave a long authors note, so let me just say thank you for viewing this and i hope you enjoy the story as i havent even begun yet. this is going well. anywho, thank you for reading and more updates will be coming your way! leave a suggestion or comment and i will try to read it, and i will definetly take it into account. thanks again!

chapter 1: middle name

hello. this is the point of where i actually tell Paisley's story. if you didnt heed it, then i welcome you to her misery and delight about to come.

so paisley. she is a little strange, a little different from other children. it is not weird that she lives alone even though she is only 6. it is not strange that every day after school, she cleanes the house and takes care of her pet wolf. it may not even have been strange that a woman in a black suit and red high heels watch and follow her every day from afar. what is strange is that she talks to herself and draws in the air.  but then

again, thats not very strange either. its just different. it is delightfully, wonderfully different. and the best part is-?

she doesnt care! she smiles at the girls who laugh as she walks by. to her, they are complementing her. sometimes she even says thank you and curtseys. you might say that she is crazy. but i say extrodanary and much better than all the girls who are just replicas of  the next, wearing pink or slicking their hair back behind a headband. so here is this delightful little girl, curtseying at everyone who surrounds her. i wish i could be more like her, but im not. im a face in a crowd. but enough about me. back to paisley.

Chapter 3

so, as every little girl does, paisley grew up. she began to realize how her life was not as "utopian" as she thought. this was her 16 birthday:

paisleys pov:

"please stop!"

the girls just laugh. i glance anxiously around, in desperate need of help. some students just smile or back away. some even laugh. but the worst are those who just watch. "poor pathetic Paisley" sneered a short girl in white pumps and a blue dress. "no one cares! no one cares about you, your life of your family" her friend fakely widened her eyes

"dont you know Cassy? she has no family." her innocent expressin turned into a snarl."the freak. she might as well be the ugly duckling." i sadly glanced down at my outfit. i had black baggy pants on and a well fitted low v-neck shirt . i also had brown, dusty combat boots to top it off. my long, hip-length black hair was in beach waves, and i had put on

black eye-liner and mascara to brighten my dull amber eyes. i actually was proud of this outfit, compared to my other ones.

i heard a sudden husky voice say, "in case you dont remember, the ugly duckling turned into a beautiful swan." i sharply turned around to see my defender, but relaxed when i saw it was Alex. his blue eyes gleamed when he asked the others," dont you remember?" and he grinned as he casually put his arm around my shoulders. i wanted to shove him off and yell at him for being such a flirt, but seeing as how the girls attention was being divided from me, i was not going to force him away. Cass and Alicia ( the mean girls) blushed furiously as he took a step torwards them and asked, "why did you call her pathetic?" im pretty sure they were telling him that it was just a joke while twirling their hair and batting their eyes, but i was no longer listening. i was staring at the two silver eyes staring at me from behind a tree.