Journey Foster is an eighteen year old girl who is the the captain of her high school soccer team. Being a senior, and one of the best soccer players her school has ever had, she tends to be a bit more popular. Most know her name, guys, and now girls since she came out about her sexuality, indulge in her looks. Even with the interested stares from most of the girls and guys in the school, it's one girl that Journey is the most interested in, Cameron Ramsey. A slightly mysterious blonde with the smile of an angel but the mouth of a sailor. Her bad girl exterior seems to reel Journey Foster in. But what happens when the past gets brought up, and the big bad wolf comes out to play?

You know that feeling you get when you feel like nothing matters? Like you could do anything and no one would care. As long as you help them it wouldn't matter. This was my life...Now don't start screaming depressed or anything of the sort at me. Because I am not depressed. I am the girl that everyone expects to be happy. You know, the girl with loyal friends, wealthy parents, pretty face, has an answer for everything... Well if you don't know the type, now you do. My name is Rose. Rose Tyler... And no I'm not the girl from Doctor Who... I wish though. She has beautiful hair, eyes, body. Everything I don't. I have dirty blonde hair, Brown eyes, Pale skin, I'm not skinny but I'm not fat either, and I'm tall. I can also be very shy but when I'm with my friends I'm a crazed lunatic. I feel like its my job to make people laugh so I'm also known to be funny. But I have trust issues. If I give you my trust you better make sure you do not break it. A genius once said "Trust is singular that's why when it is broken it is hard to give it again." Now back to my story. When I was a little girl I played tons of sports. I played T-Ball, Softball, Dance, and I even did a little bit of horseback riding. These sports made me grow up a little faster. And it made me a tough tomboy. But as I got older I started to like the girly stuff. Like dressing up, makeup, and doing your hair. I actually enjoy it now. But that tough little girl is still inside me, and when she comes out....it's not pretty. In this story you will see me fall, cry, laugh, smile, blush, and pour my heart out. But don't judge a book by its cover even the happiest man on earth will have bad times. Little did I know that my life was full of them... Some cursing Mature content