Chapter One ☹Bipolar☹

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I mean being an almost 18 year old girl surrounded by hot men everyday was hard, I mean for me at least being bipolar and all. Like I was just like every other girl my age. I wanted to find that one guy who was perfect for me. Opened the car doors whenever I had to many things in my hands or wanted to hang out just because. As of now there was only one half decent boy who was in love with me. He played in a band and had a shinny black lip ring and bright blue hair. He wasn't my type, especially because he only thought I was cute because of my mental retardation.

Like seriously is that my best feature? I don't mean. To sound vain but I mean I was anorexic for 4 years and like I have really nice blond hair and blue eyes. I mean being anorexic wasn't a good thing but seriously my best feature is my brain that sucked at being a brain? I've had people make fun of me because of me being bipolar but never people complimenting me on it.

Luke Hemmings was his name. Your typical jock/badass acting all cool with his lip ring and such. But I mean there was a side of him that not many people knew about. almost 6 years ago he was in love with a girl, keep in mind he was 14 at the time, that broke his heart and left him in pieces. For the next 4 years he came to school everyday with puffy red scars on his wrist and 15-20 bracelets on each arm to cover them. How I knew now that's a long story that I really shouldn't get into right now. And after failing 11th grade twice he finally decided to turn his life around and graduated the a normal student.

And yeah the whole blue hair, lip piercing and multiple tattoos don't yeah make him sound like your normal quarterback on the high school football team, for him it was normal. He wasn't the type to take criticism to hard and didn't care what people thought of him.

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