The Tattoo Kiss (Jaylor Fanfiction)

Gorgeous

September 17; 2005
Taylor Swift's Point of View
Dear diary,
       I met him. I met the boy I'm going to end up with. He's perfect, he has an English accent and he's super hot. Like, super hot. The other day I talked to him for 17.8 seconds and he actually talked to me! Usually most people walk away when I'm in the middle of a sentence but he stayed...until the bell for next period. He walked away and it took everything in me to try and not kiss him immediately. He's beautiful, thoughtful, and actually cares. He's also an aspiring artist like me! His name is Adam Wiles, such a beautiful name. When he performs though, he uses a stage name...Calvin Harris. I'm a sophomore but he's a senior. Don't worry, it'll all work out and he'll stay with me because we'll love each other.

My language arts teacher speaks up and interrupts my writing. "Miss Swift, what are you doing writing in the middle of class? You're supposed to be reading." This causes the rest of the class to giggle slightly. I hate school so much. I already have straight A's, why do you care if I'm not reading? I sigh anyway and pick up my book. We're reading The Awakening by Kate Chopin, it's easily one of the most boring books I've ever read. I pick up the book which covers most of my face but in the corner of my eye, I'm looking at him. Can this class just end already so school ends and I can stare at him with no punishment? One eye is on the clock and the other is at Adam. I'm not reading at all, I'm just turning pages.
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock...only a few more seconds until I can leave this prison camp. That's when it happens, a loud ring that radiates through the school. Everyone in the class stands up and leaves. I follow but make sure I'm right behind Adam so I can look at him longer. His locker is 7 doors down so he doesn't see much of me except in english and math class.
Right as I open my locker, a couple of girls walk over to me. Oh no, oh no, oh nooooooo. What do The Snakes want with me now? That's the name I gave them because they'll attack you when you mean no harm. It was wrong place at wrong time. They walk up to me wearing their heels and short jeans. You can see half their ass with those things. My eyes look at them with pure fear and I shake with every step they take. Seconds later, the leader of their pack aka Sierra, shoves me against the wall.

"Give us your journal." Sierra snaps.

"Leave me alone. I didn't do anything to you." I plead.

"Give me your journal." Her voice is demanding and sharp.

"No." I respond with. This journal has way to much private information that I would prefer for no soul to see. They don't have much of one though.

She pushes me against and presses my arm against my back. "I won't ask a third time."

"Go away!" I yell. This is when he comes. My savior in jeans and a white t-shirt.

"Leave." He says sharply.

"Fine, whatever." The Snakes leave and I finally am released from my pain. I finally get to see him, have a conversation. This is your chance Taylor.

"Hey, are you okay?" Adam asks me.

"I-uh-yes." My arm is in pain but I ignore the pain and just look at him.

"I'm sorry about that. They're such bitches."

"Thank you, you like, saved my life." My long gaze into his eyes is probably getting creepy now.

"What's your name?"

"Taylor...uh Taylor Swift." I stutter.

"That is a badass name."

I push my hair back and grin. "I'm named after James Taylor."