Who Am I

Who Am I

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What happens when good girls go bad? The unthinkable. Honor student , responsible , worker are three words to describe me. I'm 18 years old in my senior year of high school , I have never smoked , or done drugs and haven't been to one party . Ask anyone about me and they will say that I'm a goody two shoes , goes by the rules no matter how strict and I always do my homework , and its never in late. It's crazy how one person could change you completely , almost into someone you don't even remember. My best friend since middle school , Kate , decides to take me to a party , I don't even know what I'm doing there, I know I don't belong here. Theres people hooking up everywhere, to escape from these wild , sexcrazed people I want to go somewhere safe , I seek outside and there he is. The guy who makes my heart skips a beat , my palms are shaking , i just stand there starring at Sam . I could agree to everything and anything with him.. and thats what happens. When i wake up the next morning , I'm not in my bed , I'm not home . I'm in a cheap run down hotel , the guy I'm in love with , Sam is lying right beside me , shirtless , I don't dare to look under the cover , then I think to myself what the hell did I do last night ?! Ashley has always done whats she told , never argued. Honor student , hard worker . Hasn't hooked up with anyone , hasn't had a boyfriend. When one night happens , one big party that her friend begs her to go to, the only night she lets go , lets go of her worries , goes with everything anyone says , her world goes upside down. the next day shes not home , not in her bed . Then the question is what did she do last night ?
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My Teddy

The corner of his mouth tilts upward slightly. I smile again. A smile!? A tiny one, but still. "Hm. So I got you to smile, that's progress, yeah? Can I get your name now?" I ask, swinging my feel a little. He shakes his head shyly, his mouth not moving at all. Geez! Why do I want to hear this dude talk so much? "Okay, that's fine. I can give you a nickname." I offer happily. He looks up from his book, raising his eyebrows. I just stare for a moment. He has nice eyes. Pretty brown chocolate orbs. They remind me so much of....... "Teddy." He shakes his head immediately, frowning. "What, why not? You remind me of my old teddy bear. He was a good listener and he didn't talk much..... just like you." I say softly, tilting my head. He continues to shake his head. I fold my arms, leaning back in my seat. "Yeah, it's definitely sticking. Teddy.....It has a nice ring to it, yeah?" He sighs, the first sound I have ever heard him make. "No." . . . *Jordan* Teddy!? Seriously!? She gave me a fucking NICKNAME!? What the hell does this girl want!? I stuff my hands into my pockets, walking down the busy street. Forget about her. She's just a annoying pretty girl, she'll go away. Everybody does. She HAS to go away. *Spoiler alert*: she doesn't. Don't get close to people or they'll end up getting hurt. That's my mindset. I've been through enough of that. This girl doesn't belong in my world anyway. She's too innocent. *Mature content* {Just a quick update, I am basically rewriting the story. I wrote it when I was in 8th grade and it makes me cringe every time I try to go back and edit it so keep in mind that it'll get better}

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