There once was a beautiful, talented and compassionate teenage girl. Her every move was grace personified and people turned and stared wherever she went. Unfortunately, that girl was not me.

Not even close.


Hi.
What up?

With my rather seductive intro done, I guess you’ve kind of earned the right for some honesty. Yes, I am a teenage girl, but, as most teenagers, I’m as arrogant, as vain, and as insecure as most sitcoms portray. 
(I realise that's a contradiction, but then again, life's full of them.)

My friends call me Quack, so I guess you guys can too. Just putting it out there. As well as that, I’m just a little obsessed with Team Starkid, Harry Potter, Doctor Who, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Merlin, Scouting for Girls, Britland, Canadian cartoon shows and old-school Britcoms. The list is ever growing. The most amazing two days of my life were when I met Tony Robinson and Tom Felton. Twilight is quite possibly the worst thing ever written; Cold Mountain comes in a close second. 
Let's be friends!

Notes:
1. Though none of my stories (so far) have contained sex scenes, I’ll have no hesitation in writing one if it fits the story. I’m sorry for anyone I offend, but it would be unrealistic, and almost detrimental to the story, to ignore the issue completely. That said; on with the reading!