Story cover for I Can't Figure You Out At All (Connor Ball) by GOgreengirl123
I Can't Figure You Out At All (Connor Ball)
  • WpView
    LECTURES 786
  • WpVote
    Votes 41
  • WpPart
    Parties 10
  • WpHistory
    Durée 18m
  • WpView
    LECTURES 786
  • WpVote
    Votes 41
  • WpPart
    Parties 10
  • WpHistory
    Durée 18m
En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement juil. 26, 2014
Name: Kandee Smith 

Height: Too embarrassing to say...

Birthday: It was amazing! You should've been there!

Hair Color: Light Brown

Eye Color: Why do want to know so much about me?

Phone Number: Creep...why do you wanna know?

Summary: Of what? My life so far! Thanks for asking, it has been awesome! First we went to California but...

Siblings: Don't want one but have one anyway!

Relationships: There is one popular boy but he won't pay attention to 
me!!!

Problems: I'm a nerd, a bad nerd, people can't notice me! And the guy I like doesn't know I exist....My parents think I'm some dumb girl, my sister is the most annoying creature on the planet........The list goes on forever.
Tous Droits Réservés
Inscrivez-vous pour ajouter I Can't Figure You Out At All (Connor Ball) à votre bibliothèque et recevoir les mises à jour
ou
Directives de Contenu
Vous aimerez aussi
New Girl, écrit par flowerchildDF
26 chapitres Terminé Contenu pour adultes
"You dropped this." I heard a husky voice say. I turned around to look at what I dropped and realized it was my schedule. I gasped. Damn, I would have been fucked if I'd lost it. I guess I didn't put it in my bag... I looked up to thank him, but ended up not being able to find my voice. He's really attractive. Drop dead gorgeous attractive. Hot. He has brown hair that is spiked up in a messy way and shiny chocolate brown eyes that are hard not to stare at. His jawline was firm and he is extremely tall compared to my 5'3" height; he seems like he's 6'1". He looks in good shape -- the white shirt he was wearing showed off his broad muscular chest. He wore a leather-mans jacket from the school over the t-shirt, with black denim jeans, and converse. I swallowed. I snapped out of it and took the paper forcing myself to say "thanks." However, he walked away before I even finished. OK... he obviously isn't interested in the 'new girl' like all the other students are. I can't help but feel a bit disappointed. Out of all the guys that have hit on me in school today he is the only one that has caught my eye -- bad news is that he didn't even bother. "You know him? I'm surprised the cheer-bitch hasn't threatened you yet." Jessica said, her face showing shock. "Um, no I don't know him... and cheer-bitch?" I frowned confused. "She's his ex-girlfriend, but considering she has such a small brain that is a size of a peanut, she won't leave him alone. I mean like seriously, EX; has she not heard of that quote, 'Thanks for the EXperience, Our time has EXpired, now EXit my life.' She is one clueless bimbo. Then again who would leave him alone he is S-E-X-Y!" I laughed. "I am going to love being your friend." I said while I looked back to where he had headed a while ago, but I no longer saw him. I sighed disappointed.
Vous aimerez aussi
Slide 1 of 10
My sisters, bad boy cover
The Thing (o2l fanfiction) cover
New Girl cover
to dumb for love cover
texas love || isaacwhy x reader cover
Some Days {COMPLETED} cover
Funny You're The Broken One (Markiplier x Female! Reader x Jacksepticeye) cover
What's An Alpha ? #Wattys2015 cover
Right Place, Right Time -  Bradley Will Simpson (Completed) cover
My Crazy Cinderella Story cover

My sisters, bad boy

39 chapitres Terminé

I'm not your regular high school student. I'm a girl who doesn't take shit from anyone. Who has light brown hair and bright green eyes. I wear what I want to and Not what other people want me to. I'm not popular. I wear jeans and a t-shirt everyday. Along with my skate shoes. Vans or converses. Most people take the bus or car I school. I ride my skateboard. I'm me. I don't even live with my real family. I live with my stepsister, stepmom, and adoptive dad. I've never heard or seen my parents. My real ones. My stepsister is a different story than me. She has everything she ever wanted. Friends, popularity, brand name cloths, a boyfriend. Her boyfriend. Man. He's the cutest, most popular guy in school. We're Not friends at all. he doesn't even notice me, even though he's at our house all the time. Either fighting or making out with my stepsister. Will he ever notice me?