2ItDoesMatter2
The Beginning:
"Sleep with my Fist, you Jerk!" I yelled at him, balling my fist and compressing all
my anger at it and finally punching him in the stomach.
Oh...right,
I'm Amber Courtney, 16. I have shiny brown hair and a pair of brown eyes that suited my hair color.
It usually makes people stare right at it, as if I was hypnotizing them or something. I am damn popular but doesn't mean
I wanted that. I'm not a slut. Nu-Huh...
Guys like Daven Riles should stay away from me... I know that I am Hot and all but that doesn't stop me
from staying away from those type of dude. Daven Riles, 17. He's a football player and a player that plays
with the hearts of the girls who become attracted to him. If He thinks that they`re worthy enough to be kissed by his
so-called sweet-soft lips of his, He`ll date them and if he thinks that they`re being serious with their relationship...
They ended up in his house and after a night he`ll rudely shoo them away like they were a dog or something that bothers him.
I don`t like him but He always wanted me to be with him. And that made me punch him right in his stomach. He should be really thankful that I didn't kick his balls or stab him in his eyes or whatsoever.
Yeah, I know his Hot but I don't want to waste my time dating him and ends up with a broken heart.
I wanted a simple life but I didn't know why I ended up becoming one of those popular girls in a school. I usually shrug them off and continue listening to the teacher. people were being fake to you and everybody knows that.
And When I met him...
Everything was....worst than I thought it could be!
He is a weird good-looking boy in my art class and that annoys me more.
What if I learn the 'L word' if I try to lessen my temper with him? I don't know... Lets just try....