Well. I rethought the question over in my head, and guessed that there was a lot more for me to know about Tiara. Many boys probably have fallen in love with her.
Speaking of boys..Here comes Josh Ryan. (such a random name..) He's been my best friend for years. I love him to bits. His dirty blonde hair falls perfectly on his face, his blue eyes so clear he leaves girls everywhere breathless. He can be an ego maniac, but he can be really sweet and amazing when no one is around. But who am I kidding? He'll never be mine.
"Hey Aly. Who's this?" He asked.
"Hey Josh, this is Tiara. The new girl." I replied. He looked wonderful, as usual. I'm just normal..
"Hey Joshie! What are you doing hanging out with that thing?" The voice of my nightmares. Melissa. Mean, fake, dumb blonde, cruel girl. And she is currently dating Josh. My best friend. She makes my life miserable. And sad. But if he's happy, I'm happy. He is happy. Right? I mean, which boy in the right mind won't be happy dating the head cheerleader, most popular girl in school?
Josh shot me an apologetic smile and let the wicked witch drag him off somewhere.
Tiara looked at me with the weirdest smile. Something very weird is gonna happen. I can feel it.
Imperfectly Perfect
She turned on her 6 inched heels and walked down the long, brightly lit corridor. She might be new to the school, but damn she knew her way around here! There was something strangely unusual yet mysterious about this girl. And everyone knew it.
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Saturday, 19 November 2011
Tuesday, 1 November 2011
Chapter 3: Voices and secrets
Tiara. Can. Sing. Damn, she IS perfect. I swear to god no one, and I mean NO ONE has made Taylor Swift song sound so good. She also writes songs. AND she plays the piano.
I wanted to hear one of her original songs so bad, I begged. Literally. I got down on my knees. I don't do that for just any one. So I took her to an orchestra room. She sat down on the chair gracefully and began to work her magic.
The song was wonderful. A melodious tune filled the room. The songs tune and lyrics were haunting. I felt my knuckles go white. I think I shivered. She started to sing..(I know. Just pretend she wrote it.)
I know, I can't take one more step towards you
'Cause all that's waiting is regret
Don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore
You lost the love I loved the most
I learned to live half alive
And now you want me one more time
And who do you think you are?
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?
I hear you're asking all around
If I am anywhere to be found
But I have grown too strong
To ever fall back in your arms
I've learned to live half alive
And now you want me one more time
And who do you think you are?
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?
And It took so long just to feel alright
Remember how to put back the light in my eyes
I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed
'Cause you broke all your promises
And now you're back
You're lookin' to get me back
And who do you think you are?
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Don't come back at all
And who do you think you are?
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
Don't come back for me
Don't come back at all
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
When she was done, I noticed her eyes were brimming with tears. "You okay?" I asked. She nodded and stood up. She mumbled something that sounded like "If only you knew..But you can't know..You will never know.." I'm quite sure that's what she mumbled. I think so. I didn't want to invade her privacy, so I let that drop.
But one question still continued to flow through my mind.
What didn't she want me to know?
I wanted to hear one of her original songs so bad, I begged. Literally. I got down on my knees. I don't do that for just any one. So I took her to an orchestra room. She sat down on the chair gracefully and began to work her magic.
The song was wonderful. A melodious tune filled the room. The songs tune and lyrics were haunting. I felt my knuckles go white. I think I shivered. She started to sing..(I know. Just pretend she wrote it.)
I know, I can't take one more step towards you
'Cause all that's waiting is regret
Don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore
You lost the love I loved the most
I learned to live half alive
And now you want me one more time
And who do you think you are?
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?
I hear you're asking all around
If I am anywhere to be found
But I have grown too strong
To ever fall back in your arms
I've learned to live half alive
And now you want me one more time
And who do you think you are?
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?
And It took so long just to feel alright
Remember how to put back the light in my eyes
I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed
'Cause you broke all your promises
And now you're back
You're lookin' to get me back
And who do you think you are?
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Don't come back at all
And who do you think you are?
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
Don't come back for me
Don't come back at all
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
When she was done, I noticed her eyes were brimming with tears. "You okay?" I asked. She nodded and stood up. She mumbled something that sounded like "If only you knew..But you can't know..You will never know.." I'm quite sure that's what she mumbled. I think so. I didn't want to invade her privacy, so I let that drop.
But one question still continued to flow through my mind.
What didn't she want me to know?
Thursday, 27 October 2011
Chapter 2: Introductions and Tours..
I swear to god she is absolutely a goddess. An angel. From afar, she already looked flawless. Imagine her, the prettiest girl I’ve seen, standing in front of you. If you needed and explanation of gorgeous, look at Tiara. She took my breath away. AGAIN. This could take some getting used to.
“Hi…” I finally managed.
“Hello, I’m Tiara.” came a soft, tinkling voice.
I stared at her blankly and slightly in awe, the realized she was waiting for my name. “Oh sorry. I’m Alyssa. Alyssa Lee.”
I paused, letting the awkward silence take over. She broke it though, “Hey, I’m kinda new around here, do you mind maybe giving me a tour or something?”
I could only nod in response. Don’t blame me, I was awestruck (I’m not sure if that’s a word =P). I then looked back at Mr Damon, who was currently attempting to imitate some of his former students or whatever. He does weird things sometimes. I wonder how he was when he was young sometimes. He must have been a heck of a child. Normally I would listen but today, I’d rather talk to my new seat mate.
But there was something strange about her..Most likely cause she’s perfect.
Before you could say whatever, (yes, I ran out of words.) a sharp piercing sound rand through the soon to be empty classroom. My next class was..Oh, that's right. Free period. Ironically, Tiara had the exact same schedule as me. Cool, but weird. Hmm.. something is definitely not right here...but I'll let it slide.
I take this time to give her my own private tour around our humongous school. We got to know each other slightly better as we walked.
To my surprise, almost all our likes are the same! From food, to brands, to well technically everything. Even places I like to hang out in school. The girls washroom is an exception though. EVERYONE hangs out there. I mean who wouldn't? Giant full length mirrors, bright lights, fragrant smells, I hang out there all the time. Literally. I'm not the only one.
I take this time to give her my own private tour around our humongous school. We got to know each other slightly better as we walked.
To my surprise, almost all our likes are the same! From food, to brands, to well technically everything. Even places I like to hang out in school. The girls washroom is an exception though. EVERYONE hangs out there. I mean who wouldn't? Giant full length mirrors, bright lights, fragrant smells, I hang out there all the time. Literally. I'm not the only one.
Tuesday, 25 October 2011
Gonna be late... =(
Sorry. The next chapter is gonna be uploaded kinda late. Sorry. I just had my exams and couldn't finish writing it. =( Sorry.
Does anyone know how to put a chatbox in a blog? And music?
Soorrry.
xoxo,
LeeAnn
Does anyone know how to put a chatbox in a blog? And music?
Soorrry.
xoxo,
LeeAnn
Thursday, 13 October 2011
Chapter 1: New Girl
She turned on her 6 inched heels and walked down the long, brightly lit corridor. She might be new to the school, but damn she knew her way around here! There was something strangely unusual yet mysterious about this girl. And everyone knew it.
This new girl. She is possibly what every boy in this world has ever wanted. Tall, slim, beautiful, no. Not even beautiful. She looks like a Barbie doll. Or an angel from hell. I mean, just look at her. Every girl, and I mean every girl would want to be her. Her caramel brown curls are to die for. Her outfit. Completely designer. And her features! Hell, she could sign up for a model competition and win it without trying. Perfect. Drop dead gorgeous. The second she walked into homeroom, I swear Mr. Damon almost died in her presence. She has an unusual charm about her. Maybe its her blue eyes that shine. They could put stars to shame. Or maybe its her absolutely flawless skin? Or her voice that rings like church bells. She took everyone’s breath away. Her name, Tiara Ashley Taylor.
Mr Damon let Tiara choose where she wanted to sit. Ironically, she just had to choose the seat next to mine. I think everyone sighed in disappointment and jealousy. Have you ever just met someone but you have this crazy feeling that she is gonna be your best friend? That is exactly what I felt. So, attempting to be somewhat friendly, I turned to her.
“H…”was all I could say……
Introduction
Hey! I'm Lee Ann, and this is going to be a blog for me to post a story that me and 2 of my other friends started. I wrote it, but my friends just helped with the names of certain people and stuff like that. =)
I hope you like it...=D
xoxo, Lee Ann
I hope you like it...=D
xoxo, Lee Ann
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