My Epic Love Story (Not Really)

I hate seeing myself in the mirror. I mean if I had a mirror, I wish I had the skinny mirror at least so I can boost my self-confidence. My pimples and spots are sucking in my confidence and instead of me shining, they decided they should be the star of my life and show the whole entire world their existence. I hate having pimples and spots! I mean, I know many people have it and it's part of puberty, but my pimples and spots have taken over my face. They are like a group of terrorist attacking my innocent face! And it doesn't help that my Asian mother keeps handing me face washes and moisturizers that I stupidly use because after trying out over twenty face washes, none of them ever worked! Story of my life.

Also, jeans. As much as I give credit to jeans always being in fashion, and you can wear anything with them, some jeans are just so freaking tight! I get the jeans that fits my size but in some stores, they process my size 10 as a size 6. The material literally clings to my skin like a second skin and it's so sticky when you pull them off! Also, it's always worrying when you sit down and you hope that your butt crack or your girly Hello Kitty underwear doesn't show from the back because the back of the jeans are just so low. It happens, trust me!

Anyway, enough with the ranting. I'm Aliyah Kagami Johnson and this is my epic love story (not really). Get reading because my life is just so interesting... I think.

"What are you writing?" AHHH that scared me!

He's already back? Gosh, I should have really told him to get more stuff from the grocery store, he's going to tease me 'till the end of time, "My epic love story? Not really?" he read and roared in laughter. I stared at him knowing his laughter has turned to a god damn beautiful but annoying smirk, "Are you writing about us?"

"No, I'm writing about how to spell the words GET LOST."

"Sarcastic," he raised his eye brows and his smirk, "But sexy."

I can never win against him.