I am a hopeless girl who gets yelled at and can never seem to stay out of trouble. I guess you could say i am a bad girl. but not with the flashy motorcycle or the fancy leather jacket. People say who could like her she is just a piece of crap a rebel ( well i guess one group of people do the cheerleaders) But do like some won a his name is Jacob. Oh and i forgot to to tell you my name it is Rosalinda but you can call me Rose.