Fairy Tales Don't Come True.

Maybe this isn't so bad after all. Yeah I'm moving across the entire country. But hey at least it doesn't snow there. I'm 17 year old Makayla Lynn Stewert. I'm petite with blue eyes and long black hair. I'm kind of in the middle of tan and pale. And I'm skinny you could say. With curves in all the right places. And lastly I'm a shocking 5'5. But honestly I don't care what I look like. My motto is; Bitches take me or bitches leave me. I'm on the nerd side if thats what you wanna call it. I don't study but I get good grades. Well most of the time. My grades are all 90's or above. Well besides in Technology. In 8th grade we had to build a tool box. I had to restart the like three different times. Finally, my teacher gave up and pretty did it himself. The only part I did right was the spray painting. Now that was my thing. I even got this kid named Tommy in trouble for graffiti. Ooh kill em'! Am I a rebel or am I a rebel? I'm off topic. I thought moving across country was going to stink but, it might turn out all right after all. I mean once a certain someone comes into my life he makes everything better.