- Autumn Hale -
holy mother of pineapples.
inhale.
exhale.
inhale.
exhale.
okay now just aim for the spider, kill it, and we're all good. I threw this small frying pan at it and lifted it up after
Shitttt its goneeee.
HOLY CRAP. HOLY CRAP. WHERE THE F*CK DID THE DADDY LONG LEGS GO.
A FEW MOMENTS LATER
"ASDFGJASGHHHHHHHH!!!!" My mom screamed
guess I found the spider.
Oh welllll thats her problem nowwww!!
I skipped back to my room happily and check my youtube account to see many song requests.
But then I when I scrolled down more I saw many MANY requests to write a song.
Holy sh* t.
THEY SERIOUSLY EXPECT ME TO WRITE A DAMN SONG.
I kept scrolling through the comments and smiled and replied to some of them.
But only one comment stood out. The comment that left me shocked a wide mouthed.
♬♩♬♩♬♩♬♩♬♩♬
a/n holy crap that was so short ^^
sorry .-.
anyway I made a one-shot for Rileys tale on the opposite gender and I would appreciate if you guys comment, and vote on it ☺
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the bad boy, music, and me
Teen FictionAutumn Hale is your average outcast and nerd of the school. But one thing is that she loves music. Singing, writing songs, playing instruments, you name it. Blake Lively is your typical cliché bad boy. Fights, attitude, etc etc. But one thing can b...
