hannaquinn08152002
I'm the type of girl who draws until her hand feels numb.
The girl who reads until she had read every single book in her room.
The girl who study's until her brain can't possibly take in anymore information.
I'm also the girl who would go hunting with her dad in her pyjamas without second thought, because I was daddy's little girl. I've always been daddy's little girl.
But I stopped being his little girl the day he died. He was diagnosed with cancer three weeks before hand, he tried hard to stay alive throughout that short time. He wasn't strong enough.
My mom became depressed, she loved my father deeply. And after he died, it was like a light flipped off inside her, she lost her will to live. She's getting sicker and sicker everyday, it's heart breaking knowing that I may as well be an orphan. My brother acts like nothing has happened, he lives life like we still have both our parents. I'm starting to think he doesn't care.
All he cares about is popularity, and right now, being best friends with quarterback Ryan True is his top priority. And me? Well, I try to avoid all populars like the Plauge. But that becomes impossible when I run into Ryan in the halls, litterally. I had no clue that one little indecent could lead me to a world I never knew existed.
I should have been more prepared.