Inside My Head.

Inside My Head.

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Hi. I'm QuinnB. Aiit, so maybe that's not my real name. But I'm writing it there because I don't want anyone finding out who I really am. You know how friends can be sometimes. Info; 17 years old. An awesome April Hot Chick. Uhmm.....Oh yes! Living and Born Nigeria. So..this book is like an autobiography....I think *wonders what an autobiography is* OK. So I don't care what it is. This book is what the title says. About the stuff that goes on in my head. The stuff I'm thinking while you're talking to me. The stuff I'm thinking when I'm walking on the road and I suddenly burst into laughter and you're wondering....WTF is wrong with that chick? Or you see me and my friends laughing and you don't get why. Piss: I'm not the ordinary average girl..I'm not considered normal. I'm crazy, abnormal, weird and yet....strangely beautiful. And I love myself like that. Piss1: I don't write PS because it's too regular. Piss2: This will also include friends tagging.
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*Completed* "I just want to know why." I say as I turn over, trying to find his figure through the dark of my room. "Why what?" He asks. "Why you're being so nice to me." I say quietly, vulnerability seeping into my words. "How we even became friends." He sighs, "I want to know how." I scrunch my brow. "How what?" His response is soft, the opposite of his sarcastic personality. "How you don't see it." ******* Reagan Holt was about as average as a high school student could be. She didn't play any sports, didn't participate in the popular activities, and wasn't the girl all the boys chased after. All except one boy. He wrote her a letter every week. Each letter described something new for him to love about her. Whether it was how beautiful her laugh was or how his heart swelled with every smile she gave, he never failed to write how he felt. So the two should be together, right? That's the way Reagan wants it, but there's just one problem. He signs his letters "Love, Anonymous." Now add an obnoxious, conceited, sex god into the equation and you get a teenage girl confused on who really loves her. The sweet, tender written anonymous lover, or the cocky, ignorant asshole? -REVIEWS- "You create such wonderful characters and I can't wait to see what happens next!" VampireSa5m41993 "Thank you for wonderful dogs and little brothers and eccentrically hormonal best friends!" -Nat-Attack "I am totally hooked on this book!" nbazinet "I love the way the story flows and that you have really roundabout characters. It's as if they're real while I'm reading!" life_is_beautiful115 "Your work is literally art." lemonsun123 "Every time I read this book it just makes me smile." Nicooole97 Cover by: -winterr

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