He Changed My Life

Fireball

Hey guys Ebriana here and this is a new story that I think you people would like. Here is a pic of Mia (main character) Megan Fox.

I went to the party and I saw my best friend Madison downing another beer on a granite counter top. I smiled to myself and looked to the ground. Madison was a rowdy girl that was never afraid to say what she wanted to say. She was an average sized girl, who had brown hair that went to her shoulders and big brown eyes. She was my best friend and I trusted her with everything.

After she finished her beer, Madison turned to me and gave me a big thumbs up and she looked down to her boyfriend, Patrick who was sitting on a chair next to her. Patrick was a sweet guy with a brown quiff, and treated Madison like she was the princess of the world. His appearance fools people with his sleeve of tattoos, and multiple piercings.

You can tell by just the way that they looked at each other that they were infatuated. Honestly, everything that they do is the tumblr relationship goals tag, and I would kill to have that kind of relationship. But I am a gross potato that lives on the Internet. To tell the truth I'm 100% fine with it.

I found my way to the bathroom to fix myself up, so I can look good for all the hot single guys at this party (which I'm betting $5 that they're aren't any). I readjusted my long, jet black hair and put on a little bit more mascara to my long lashes. Opposite to the particular lifestyle of a potato, I actually had tan skin, that I was indeed very proud of. I had a kind of girly style and was a pretty fashionable person (thanks tumblr). But I lacked self-confidence which was the opposite of my best friend. Even on her worst days she can still seem like she's a million dollars.

After I finished touching up my make up in the bathroom, I decided to walk to the bar to get myself a drink. I smiled at the bartender, and eased myself to the nearest bar stool. "What would you like, baby girl?" He said in a scruffy, smoker voice.

"Yes, can I get two fireball shots please?" I said in an innocent voice. I have to get one for Madison, because she asked me the next time I go up to the bar for me to get her a fireball shot. She's such an alcoholic.

He handed me two shots and I slowly walked towards her table. She waved at me, excited for me getting her a drink, when an attractive young man bumped right into me. He looked around my age, about seventeen or eighteen years old with a tan, flawless complexion and a sharp jawline. His black jeans were covered in paint and his brown eyes stared right back at me. He was saying something to me but I couldn't understand what he was saying because I have focus all of my attention on his godlike face. His face pulled together into a frown and he waved his hands right in front of my face and pointed to my hands. I felt a burning sensation as a warm, thick liquid cascaded down my hands.

I looked down and saw the fireball shot and blood pouring down my hands and dripping down to the floor. The pain finally set in and I started freaking out. The mystery man's eyes widened as he saw my reaction. "No, no, no." he said to him self. "I'm so sorry, please don't get mad. I'll take you to the hospital in my car, okay?" He gave me a worried smile as he waited for my reaction, and I shook my head up and down, wanting to go get help as fast as possible.

"Alright pumpkin, lets go." And I looked at Madison for approval, and she gave me the devil smile back, signaling something big is going to happen.

Hope you enjoyed the first chapter!!! See you soon!!
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