Hey guys!
I'm probably the weirdest, most demented rocker girl you'll ever meet. That's not even an understatement. I mean, seriously.
I play trumpet in my high school's marching band, but mine is made a little bit differently than the others. It's because I'm special...don't judge me.
I haven't been to a mosh concert yet (you know, the metal concerts that have the mosh pits where everyone practically tries to kill each other?), but a couple of my band friends said that they'd drag me along after they graduate. They're afraid that I might be killed because I'm a lot smaller than everyone else, but I'll be fine. They taught me how to get out of a mosh if it gets too rough, so I'm all good.
(I've been talking a lot, I'm sorry)
I have great friends, an average academic record, and an awesome life. I don't do drugs, party every weekend, or have sex with random guys. My parents raised me well. Except for the fact that I like two sophomores and a senior while I'm an eighth-grader. I'm in high school, though, so it's fine...right? Of course it is. If you know me, then you probably know who I like. Don't tell them or I will kill you.
If you guys have heard of Shara-linn Helton, the amazing author who doesn't think that she writes good stories even though I've told her that she does; she's my best friend. We write stories together and help each other update our stories on Wattpad. You should really follow her Wattpad account. You won't be disappointed. She tries to update regularly, but I think that she's at a writer's block right now. So be patient, okay?
Anyway, I've been talking WAY too much, so I might as well end it here. I update 'Freedom from Myself' and 'Jen and the Hence Family' every day. You're welcome.
Ciao!