Author: She Lovely PM
Meabh's a bit of an introvert,but all she wants is love.For the past years she's been plagued with a love for a boy she's never spoken to,Sam.She gets her heart broken,& realizes that she was in love with another guy all along. Cute, sardonic, & a bit sadRated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Drama - Chapters: 12 - Words: 12,588 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 05-11-11 - Published: 11-22-09 - id: 2743805
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Prologue, otherwise known as the beginning before the beginning.
Love is just another excuse to get hurt. And, I mean, most people know that…I should know…but I still fell…HARD.
I never thought I'd be that girl…you know, the one everyone calls a skank for sleeping with a guy more than once. But…in my defense, I only slept with one guy and I did it because I was in love, not because I wanted to get laid. If anything, I should be the epitome of monogamy, not the skank they cut me out to be. So I slept with a guy a couple…okay, so plenty of times, but that hardly earns me a place underneath the guillotine. The thing is, I fell in love, and once that happened I was forever done chancing the love of any other guy who could have maybe possibly perhaps the slightest smidget bit ever loved me. It was over, the end of the world, KABOOM, BAM, FIN, too bad buddy.
If I could do it over again I would still fall in love, I would still have sex, it would still all start at school, and I would still let them think what they wanted. In the end I would still know the truth…I ain't no skank!
Okay, yeah, I had sex at school…no one knows…and no one knows who I'm with and they will never know! It's not like I'm jailbait, I'm eighteen…why should it matter, right? And we're both now sane responsible adults…technically. Why should it matter how we live our lives? Maybe everyone should just butt the fuck out and quit worrying about me and my mystery lover. The world would be a better place if we worried about ourselves first, instead of my affair and I…do it for the children…won't anyone think of the children?!
Oh. I see…you want to know, don't you? Are you dying to know? All right, all right I'll let you in on the secret, but only if you promise to keep it locked away forever! And don't give me crap!
Promise, you swear?
The one who has stolen my heart for himself…is…technically…my art teacher.
What?! It was unexpected, planned before our beginnings…destined to become the scandal of the decades. I tried not to fall, but he just kept pushing! I swear, we wanted each other so bad that he shoved while I jumped and the impact bruised and contorted us both.
But what can we do, love pointed its arrow, aimed, fired, and BAM…we were fucked.
"Sorry, Love not here…leave a message after th—BEEP!"