Soooo yeah. I'm Anna, whats up.
I like to write a lot, ever since I was a kid. But never really got the chance to do anything much out of "being busy" or otherwise known as mega laziness.
Writers block happens frequently so I'm warning you now, if you have any urge somehow to actually read anything I post, your going to get it in ridiculous bursts. It'll be nothing forever and seem like I've completely given up on it, then in one caffeine indused fury, I'll write a whole bunch to hold you over til the next burst.
I love love love romance stories (because duh, Im 17 and a girl), but I think they're boring or cliche unless they've got some serious humor in them. I live for funny romance stories. Which is stupid and cliche I know, but hey, to all their own I guess.
Umm lets see, what else do I like...I love Avatar. No not the Smurfs form outer space, Im talking the Last Airbender. I freaking love Toph like my life depends on it. I like to think I'm something like her because I bully others and act tough a lot. Though most of it is just a joke. I love Adventure Time, and Marceline is my other alter-ego other than Toph. I play guitar and bass so I sing her songs a lot and just pretend for like 2 seconds that I'm as cool as her.
Ok now about this story. This beginning part actually did happen, but I changed the girls name. These two kids at school were all lovey dovey then BAM i see they're broken up on Facebook. Then I went to sleep directly after and dreamt I was helping Ben get her back but fell in love with him int the process. So thats where reality and fiction collided incase you were wondering. So other than the actual breakup I'm just making this stuff up. Hence FICTIONpress.com. I had one class with Ben my junior year. I've literally said 5 words to him, "Can I see that please?" when I needed a lab thing from his table. I would hear him talking to his friends about his romantic escapades with "Katie" so I figure he can be cutesy. I don't actually have any attraction to him whatsoever (apparently my subconscious does), it was just a dream.
I figured I haven't written in a long time so I'll start now with an account and make this dream into words (that sounded uber cheesy). So here you go. Criticism appreciated. (remember kids, I've got a weak ego and lots of pride, so keep it soft please)
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