Chasing This Thing Called My Heart?

I can't help but think these "rumors" I keep hearing about are true. I mean what if there is a thing such as love. I mean you see it in all the movies where the princess falls for the prince and they live happily ever after. I've always known that my true "mate" would be picked for me. I hate when they say mate instead of love because according to them love doesn't exist. Maybe it doesn't but I'm willing to find out.
"Dad, I'm going to school." Loren, don't listen to all these stupid rumors, they're all a bunch of lies. "Yes daddy." Be careful. I will. So I'm not popular in school, well except for my car. My precious baby is loved. She's a beauty, Petty blue with tan leather seats, with a seat warmer. It's pretty bad when your car is known more than you. Her lori! "Hey Chels!" You glad school is back? "What do you think?" I take that as a no? "That's a definate no, every year they think I'm a new kid." Well this year is going to be different because were going to change. "What?" Literally come on.
She through this top at me, with some khaikis shorts. Then on to accessories, she handed me these earring that dangled and stopped right before they were about to touch my chin. Step out Lori! "No." Come on you know you looking pretty. "Whatever." I step out and everything freezes. He's staring directly at me. "Zayn?" Loren? "Yea, where have you been?" Here and there. "Ah, jail?" Then he stops, oh no please not jail. I have to go Lori. "Wait Zayn?" Yea? "I missed you." You to Lori.