stella

Need stories to read lmk about yours...

In ur profile picture I always think it's bleach...

Hey fam

thanks by the way :)

So here was my blurb for the remastered DISCOVERY:
          A class. A single class was all it took. It will weave through the minds of the unusually small seventh grade class. 
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          This particular story was one I started in fifth grade and I have (sadly) officially caught up to it. No, I did not start wattpad in fifth grade, I started it in sixth. The story was originally in a torn composition notebook and has been erased and rewritten so many times it. It hold my crushes, my hatred, my friends, my everything, because all I have is up to the airport. The third chapter? i don't know. I wasted my time on each person's POV in this little book. I wrapped my mind around my acquaintances, then kicked them out because they had no meaning for the story. I made my crush adore me and then I changed his identity abiut twelve times, but the situation was all the same. I was the squad leader, but I wasn't bossy. I manipulated people into different parts of my. My music lover, my writer, my wattpad, my happiness, my sad. 
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          I wanted this beatiful thing. I always have. This is a story about a mystery, but isn't one because it cannot get solved. 
          I hated this miserable thing because I change too much. I hate characters like that. And then the names. They meant something. One was an inside joke from my cousin I never see, another i made up on the spot, then stuck with me. Everything was changing too much. It was no longer meaningful.
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          IT
          
          and now I'm really sadish and confused and im supposed to be doing homework but im too confused and depressedish and like help me i have problems.

Hey guys I'm gonna update a lot today! And by today I mean "tomorrow" because I have a problem and I didn't sleep at all yet... But it's okay cause my parents were pretty *glug glug* and we didn't leave till about 1:00, and by we I mean my whole family(mom, dad, three annoying blobs called siblings, all of them younger than me) and where we were, their college friends house. Umm... UPDATES YAY! I'm currently debating a story called 'I Make Weddings Happen' about a wedding planner. It's kinda boring. And old... So yea. I also started rewriting Discovery and am working on Chalked Summers. I hope you guys like it! 
          ~almost--perfect

Oh yeah that's my backstory here's my problem: I'm like actually chill accept my fuqqing hair has to stick to my neck when the air is to dry (aka static)some was obsessing over that all recess but what I really need it some like teenage guy that knows when guys like you cuz I can't fricking tell so if you know anybody I can like dm or whatever or maybe you can give me some advice for this tragedy.  DM ME IF U HAVE ADVICE I NEED IT PRONTO
          Thx,
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          ~almost--perfect :)

I had to split the message be cuz it was too much here's the rest:
           You see MAX is part of SAMs little trio so basically what happened was the process of Max's father asking max if he knew me, IS EXTREMELY SLOW. Or at least max has no idea what current events to about are. So they ask me "hey stella r u a model." And I raise my indexfinger cuz I'm chewing  a messy ass cracker, and I walk over there. I put my hands on hips and emphasize my words. " Not yet," I declare, like its a speech, "but I will be," I do a twirl and I notice that my group finally realized what the fuq was going on. "And I'll be the best." I end in a stereotypical model pose one hand on head, the other on hip. I felt the neighborhood girls staring at me cuz they all like the boys  I'm talking oh-so comfortably with. And then Sam points to max is he a model? And I'm like 'yea cuz he's actually done an ad, I've only done castings.' And then we make some jokes about me and max and models and Sam says that he got a gig once, and  it was the one gig I actually WANTED. I go back to my table bombarded with questions and I told them about tha whole Sam stole my gig thing and he said I heard my name what'd u say Stella? And then my group went out to recess but I had early dismissal on the one day i didn't want it.  When I went upstairs to get my bags I passed Sam in the hallway we high five jokingly. Further behind  Sam is this other kid sam Rhodes and hes about to give me a high five when he pulls away, then run to catch up to Sam while yelling "YEET!" Embarrassed, I yell back "you suck!" Forgetting that I. With a lunch monitor and in front of all the first grade and kindergarten classrooms. I leave and when I come back(from the dentist) I find out my little buddy[its a school thing where ur paired up with a kid either younger or older than u, depending on the grade] is Sams little sister. But she's really nice and cool :)

OKAY I'LL FINISH THU-IS JUST MY MOM CAME IN WHEN I WAS WRITING AND ID PREFER IF SHE DIDN'T SEE THIS SO....
          FLASHBACK TO 2 WEEKS BEFORE FRIDAY BUT IT WAS A TUESDAY SO FLASHBACK TO TWO WEEKS AND THREE DAYS BEFORE FRIDAY!!!
          so me and my mom were going to pick up my little brother and she was kinda fancy looking so i asked her what was up, 'oh yea i had a casting today!' okay so a casting is when you do some fake acting(showing different emotions and crap) and then they can say oh we want you and your offspring to be in my ad. all in all it's pretty cool but yea. so i said that oh cool to my mom to get the casting, be up you get paid if ur chosen and y'know, ur in a fricking magazine or something. Mom: "Oh yea, this met somebody today," me:"cool" mom:"okay, so when I was waiting at the casting, there was a guy who... I originally started making her say tha whole thing but it was to confusing so here's what went down: my mom was at the casting and there's this guy who just ya know starts talking to her, and my mom will say something if she hears someone talking about a common interest, but yea... There's the guy an they get to the topic of kids[and she always brings me up first cuz I'm her oldest and the best out of her kids so...] and the dude is like yea, I've got a seventh grader(my grade) at Bell(my school) , he's on the basketball team, And my moms like oh yea I have a 7th grade girl @bell! And the dudes like who's ur kid? and my moms like 'she's stella she's in options, and the guys like yea my kid is max. And the guy said yea ill askAt the point I face palmed and was all Mom that's MAX ALGAS! Why do I have to spy on their family?!?! [She doesn't really just last year she had almost an identical convo at her yoga place, just with Max's mom, and Max's mom asked if I was rlly pretty(wut)]
          END OF MINI BACKSTORY TO ABOUT TWO WEEKS AND THREE DAYS. AGO!!
          

sorry i didnt finish but... he  turns around and with a mouthful of sandwhich or whatever the fuq taht was he says real loud: 'hey stella r u a model?' and this wasnt a dumbfuq pick up line it was an actual question awaiting an actual answer which involves BACK STORY TO LIKE THREE WEEKS B4 LAST FRIDAY! I TJINK IT WAS A TUESDAY1