All On Al

●prologue●

○Once upon a time, there lived a very, very, very pretty girl that went by the name of Allie.

Everyone loved Allie and Allie loved everyone. Life was really great in AllieLand. Everyone loved Allie.

The end.

Okay, maybe that's not the end, but that's probably how Allie would like her story to end. That's how everyone wants their story to end, right? Just be born pretty, stay pretty and die. Seems awesome. If not, then you're weird.

But unfortunately, that is not the case in the real world. Plastic, is the only solution, and plastic just isn't it. So Allie will go for a better way in which to stay pretty. That's right, success. And the only way to be successful is to actually know shit. And the only way to know shit is school. But Allie does not like school, however, she must endure it to get to success.

She's been doing it for 3 years now, another one can't be so bad. Allie's almost at the top of the food chain so that makes life a bit more easier. Yes, year ten. The year of turmoil and torture and terrifying teachers. Everything a teen could wish for.

That was sarcasm. Dumbass.

Allie is getting extremely bored with this prologue and can't even tell whether it is one or not, so let's get on with the story.