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Hey everyone! Well, I'm Allison, and well this is my overly dramatic life. I could tell you simply about me, but really? What's the fun in that, I mean ...this is my second time writing this because my damn computer froze up and DELETED everything I had before, I was like WAHH it was like, perfection. Anyway, I'm your ...not so avarage 15 year old girl. Ahh, this is hard for me to write, because I suck at these things, and I'd honestly rather we writing about bananas with 6-pack abs running around during an zombie apocolypse. Annyyway, I could put this bluntly, and just state the obvious like, I'm 15 and have brown hair and blue eyes ...but like I said up there ^^ what's the fun in that? It's cliche and kind of eh, I like being, spontaneous, so usually I let my mind drift off to wherever it heads to ...which is usually something way out of this world. Okay, stop-hammer time! I need to get back on task, writing about myself here ...*Pondering* AHA! I l.o.v.e riding my bike -- but I need a new one -- I enjoy the wind breezing through my dark chocolate brown hair as I -- *cue broken record noise* I sound so, BLEH! Hah, outburst there. Okay, in my room, you can always -- well usually -- find my miniature pinscher curled up at the end of my blue bed comforter -- PS it's my favortie color. I consider myself short -- is 5'5 1/2 considered short? -- I apparently got the short gene, because my birth dad was like. 6'3 or something crazy. Oh, another unmentioned fact, but I'll put it short and simple and in two words, I'm -- one word -- adopted -- two words. I'm overly obsessed with makeup, oh and get this, I'm a tom-boy. I don't like or will I wear anything girly and pink. I don't mind getting down and dirty -- teehe, that sounded nasty -- and honestly, I can pack a good punch. How weird though, my shirt in my picture ^^ is pink. Naw, I guess i've got to burn it. But yeah, put it simply, I'm spontaneous and obviously a little hyped up on sugar while I write this, but I'm going to end it here, before I start rambling about the next zombie apocolypse. Caio!

This account, hey? Well, this isn't my only account. My main once is Lost_in_time, but i'll have a link to that below. But currently I'm on Wattpad, writing stories like a crazy fan girl for twilight. But i've come to notice people posting them on here, and I've was like "Eh, what the hell ...I'll give it a try." So here I am, about to blow your mind -- probably not -- with my stories.

Links to my so called other accounts-
Main Witty- http://www.wittyprofiles.com/author/Lost_in_time
Wattpad- http://www.wattpad.com/user/Dollxxface19

"love starts with a SMILE, grows with a KISS, and ends with a TEAR."♥ ""
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the days of our lives
[ Filled with mistaken thoughts, or other known as misconceptions ]
Chapter Two!
I was sitting in English class when he walked in. The guy I managed to drool over, and lose five minutes of life, taking in his god-like presence.
It was also then, I realized the only open chair in this classroom was the seat next to mine, because Taylor had moved not only a week ago across the sea, and to London. I stole a glance at Amber, as she wiggled her eyebrows at me. I rolled my eyes back at her.
"Harley Jones," The teachers voice run through my thoughts.
I snapped my head up, to be 'polite' "Yes, Mrs. Johansen?"
"Taylor moved last week, right?" The old teacher asked me.
"Uh huh," I said, already bored with this.
"Very good," Her shrill voice run out. "Braden Marks, you can take her seat,"
I felt myself go into a dreamier state, did his name have to be as sexy as him?
I mentally slapped myself, I'm Harley Jones, I don't drool over boys, like every other popular here. I don't use my position as the it girl of the school to leverage boys into liking me. I'm myself, it's just me, myself and --
"Hey," I heard a deep, sensual voice say to me.
Oh dear god, I am going to lose it.
Cool, calm collective breaths Har, you can do this. Your not shy, your confident... overly confident if I must add. I turned to look at him, keeping a cool face on, and a bright welcoming smile lit up on my face. "Hey," I answered back.
"Braden," He put out a polite smile, and a hand to shake.
"Harley," I smiled back, and took his hand for a shake.
"Okay, class... today since a few students seem to be gone, we'll take a free day."
The class shouted out in glad of having a free period. An idea lit up in my evil mastermind.
"Mrs. Johansen." I called out innocently, as Braden shot me an amused glance. She turned to look at me, nodding her head to signal my continuing. "I have a massive headache, do you think Braden here can walk me to the nurse?"
The class snickered around me, and Amber looked at me amused, understanding I was just doing this to get out of class. "Sure Harley."
She walked back to her desk, to give me a pass. And as soon as the pass was in hand, Braden and I bounded out of class.
"How'd you do that?" He asked me as soon as we where out of hearing distance.
"You just talked to the right girl today," I grinned.
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July 1, 2011 12:15am UTC

the days of our lives
[ Filled with mistaken thoughts, or other known as misconceptions ]
AUTHORS NOTE!
So, I'm extremely sorry I haven't updated "Days of our lives" in like forever. But I have a pretty legit reason -- or atleast I think it's pretty legit. But anyway, above it says I have a wattpad, well I've recently started a story on there called "Double Identity" and it's been my main focus for know. That, and it's summer ...I do somewhat have a life, but then again -- nah I'm just kiddin'.
I promise I'll try to add another chapter tomorrow, I really will try. But I suggest you check out my Wattpad.
Username- dollxxface19
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the days of our lives
[ Filled with mistaken thoughts, or other known as misconceptions ]
chapter 1.
They always say, high school is the time of your life. But I don't see it. You will go through friends like a tissue, used and then forgotten. Boys are only like magnets to girls who show to much skin, and the girls who do cover themselves, are just never spoken to. You deal with heartbreak, and gossip. Cliques and b*tch fights. I, myself, am slightly annoyed with high school, so this year, it's finally my last and then I'm free. Free from drama to live in the world.
But when your the supposed 'it' girl of the school, your expected to be perfect, to show up on time and dress in designer clothes. That's who I am, who I'm supposed to be. I don't even remember how or when I got the title. I just remember all the sudden being sucked into all the gossip and I was on the top, me, number one on the gossip trail.
That's another thing, money certainly doesn't buy happiness. But no, everything may seem good-enough on the outside of a family with the white picket fence, but we don't know what truly and honestly goes on behind the door of the cute little home on the corner of a street.
If you honestly look at a picture, look past the fake smiles and dimples on the little kids cheeks because money will not bring you everything. But what can you do, high school is supposedly, the time of our life.
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