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1. darkangel1918
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   March 27, 2013 10:58am UTC
   Whispers can be scarier than gun shots.
   
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2. darkangel1918
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   March 17, 2013 4:19pm UTC
   Taylor!!!
   You forgot to sign out!
   So i'm writing this!
   Have fun at your aunt's for a week!
   I'll see you friday!!
   :D
   Love,
   Nicole! ♥(:
   
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3. darkangel1918
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   February 21, 2013 1:21am UTC
   I'm in love with the idea of love
   
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4. darkangel1918
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   February 19, 2013 11:00pm UTC
   Part 4
   Pulling into the football field parking lot feels strange when you’re the only one there. It’s 10:00pm and it’s dark, but there’s a light on. But only one. I guess that’s where I’m going. I have a sinking feeling, only one of two things can happen tonight. The first and most tragic, they go all Carrie on me and my cute outfit will be covered in pigs blood. And the less disturbing, I’m left here all alone while alexander is off with a bunch of his stupid buddies laughing at me. Maybe I never should of come. Pulling out my phone I call Kate.
   “Chickening out already? It hasn’t even been five minutes!” she answered a little to chipper.
   “I need you to tell me one more time.” My voice betrayed me! I actually squeeked, like I was some kind of chipmunk.
   “Taylor, you are amazing and the only reason your freaking out is because you had to much coffee, and you read way to much so you are never able to feel confident enough to let one of those fairy tales come true.” Kate says with a sigh, she wishes she could be here. We both do. But it’s something I have to do alone.
   “okay, I’m here and there’s only one light on in the stadium. What do I do?”
   “Go in and over by the light but make sure you don’t stand in the direct light, kinda off to the side, maybe lean against a fence or something. You’ll do great. But text me when your with him you don’t want to seem weird calling your girlfriend every five seconds. Have fun. And remember to breath.”
   And with that being said she hung up. So gathering myself for disappointment I straighten my back and pick up my head. So I walk onto the field sticking to the track since my shoes happened to have a menacing heel and I really don’t want to meet alexander while hobbling around sinking into the plastic grass. Reaching the area right outside the light I see something move on the other side of the fence. Or rather someone. In one swift breath takingly beautiful movement he is on the same side of the fence as me. And for a moment we just stared at each other. Not the I want to take your clothes off kind of way. More like the I’m finally seeing you kind of way. He was sleek and sexy in black jeans, black shirt, black leather jacket and black motorcycle boots. Nice boots. By the time I met his eyes the silence all of a sudden felt awkward.
   “Nice Boots.” He smiled like it meant something more. Well I guess it did mean more. But he didn’t have to know that.
   “Nice… well everything. You look amazing. Ready to start out first date?” That smile, it’s so beautiful.
   “First? You make it sound like there’s going to be more than one.” I said with a sort of hopefulness I hope he didn’t hear.
   “Do you trust me?” He said it like he was scared to know my answer.
   “Since you actually showed up I guess I can trust you.” He looked so confused. It was like he didn’t understand my logic.
   “I have a fun idea. But you have to trust me. Can you do that?”
   “I can try. That’s the best I can give you.”
   “Then I’ll take it.” He smiled as though I just gave him the world.
   “So what’s your idea?” the curiosity killing me. He just smiled.
   “Well start with a nice long walk around the fence. To the other side of the bleachers.”
   “Seriously, your just stalling.” I hooked one of my stiletto boots into the fence and swung my leg over straddling the gate waiting for him to catch on. Lightly jumping down and almost falling, but Alexander was already over the gate and grabbed my hand to steady me. “These damn heels.” I could feel my face heating up.
   “Are you okay?” He looked extremely worried.
   “I’m fine. I didn’t even fall. I said it with a smile. But he still looked worried. And I was hyper aware that he was still holding my hand. He didn’t let go all the way around the bleachers. To his…. Motorcycle. Oh my god! I cannot believe I’m going on a date with a guy who drives a motorcycle! I’m having my own grease experience!
   “Are you afraid?” He looked like I just squished his plans.
   “Hell no! I love it! I’ve never been on a Ducati before! It’s beautiful!” Oh no, geek alert! He’s going to laugh. Oh God!
   “That’s awesome! I’ve never known a girl who could tell what kind of motorcycle it is.”
   “There’s a lot you don’t know about me.”
   “I want to change that. No matter how hard you fight it. I used to sit at lunch and I knew you would look at me, and I defiantly looked at you. There were times that I wished you would just come over and talk to me. And today I couldn’t let you walk away and never see you again. So here’s me. Trying to get you to come to me.” He straddled the motorcycle and held out his hand, as I slowly walked over to him my heart started to race. When I put my hand in his, My heart practically stopped. And as I climbed on behind him and put on the helmet he gave me I felt safe. When he started the engine I felt alive. So the only thing to do is wrap my arms around this amazing guy I fell in love with freshman year, I felt complete.
   
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5. darkangel1918
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   February 19, 2013 10:55pm UTC
   Part 3
   When we walk in the door we can see Regina’s luggage. A lot more luggage than usual.
   “Katie! Where were you? I though you guys would just come here after school! I had to pack all by myself!” I still can’t figure out how she looks beautiful even when frowning.
   “Mama, calm down! You look like you are having an attack!” When Kate and her mom yell they never get angry or have any reason to hurt each other’s feelings. I wish I had that.
   “What’s going on Regina? Why are you taking so much stuff for a weekend?” I have to keep myself from showing the yearning on my face.
   “Taylor! You look hot! What are you all dressed up for? Are you two going out?” She winked at me thinking we were finally going to use the fake id’s she got us.
   “No Regina, I have a date.” I wasn’t sure if that’s what it was but it was easier than explaining that to her.
   “Oooooohhhhhh! Haha!” I looked at Kate in a panic thinking I looked like I was playing dress up.
   “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?” I liked at Regina because I already knew Kate’s answer.
   “Absolutely nothing! I love it. I just feel bad for the guy. You’re going to knock him dead in his tracks.” Oh. Okay. Maybe I can do this.
   “So where are you going this time?” I asked to get the attention back to her massive amounts of luggage.
   “London. I’m going with Geo. I think I’ll be gone for two weeks but I’m not sure. I’ll call you every few days. I left 800 in cash and the gold card in the cookie jar. Don’t spend it all in the first few days. If we stay longer than I planned I’ll wire you money. Don’t forget you have your savings account from your birthday; I just put the last check from your father in it. You won’t have to worry about bills. I just went to the store there’s plenty of food. I cancelled the maid so clean up after yourselves. Oh, Taylor if your mother needs to talk to me at all about you staying the night then just send me a text and we’ll three way it.” She let out a long breath, and winked at us. “Help me load the car?”
   We stepped outside and a sleek black limo was pulling up out front. It made the beast look even smaller and dirtier than she usually looks.
   “Mom, why is there a limo out here?” Kate hollered into the house like Regina wasn’t two feet behind her.
   “Oh! I forgot. I’m leaving you two my car. You can’t be pulling into parties in the beast. One condition, Taylor drives at night. We don’t need a repeat of last summer.” She looked at Kate and smiled at the evil look she was getting.
   “It wasn’t that bad. And you know Taylor drives most of the time anyway. So don’t worry about it.” Kate knows she just hates driving stick. She would much rather drive the beast. And me, I love the charger. It’s all black rims and all. Even the tint is so dark that no one can see in.
   “Oh, I’ll see you two later. i love you both I’ll call you when I land.”
   “Bye Mom!” we yelled in unison as the limo pulled away. Looking at each other and then turning and tarring off into the house giggling like mad. Summer just started and I could already tell it was going to be a good one.
   
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6. darkangel1918
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   January 28, 2013 10:46am UTC
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   After the long detailed story of what was said and body language, followed by facial expressions, we ended up in my room with the door closed, music blasting and Kate ripping through my closet complaining that I have nothing to wear.
   “I don’t know how you’ve lived for almost 18 years wearing nothing but black!” Kate loves over exaggerating. I have some color. But what’s the point in wearing anything colorful if you just want to blend in?
   “You act like you’re going to find something new. You know my closet better than I do. I never pay attention to what’s in there. As long as it’s clean and black I just put it on. “Getting ready when you don’t want to be noticed is easy.
   “Oh! I found something! Here, put this on!” she tossed a black tank top at me.
   “Okay, but this doesn’t make sense. I can’t wear a tank top.”
   “Calm down, you’re not going to be only in a tank top. Geese.”
   “Now who’s talking down to whom?”
   “If you had any idea how to dress yourself I wouldn’t have to.” Kate explains as she continues to toss clothes at me. My favorite black skinny jeans, my cute leather coat that I refuse to wear to school, and my black heels.
   “Kate, I know you’re probably going to lecture me but why heels?”
   “They’re not heels. Their called booties. Their cute and they have that rocker edge you do. Now instead of you being lazy rocker, you’ll be the cute rocker.” She has that look that says I’m not wrong, just trust me. So I get up and put on the outfit she picked, surprisingly I like it. I really like it! I actually look pretty hot.
   “Oh my goodness! You look hot! Just a few final touches.” She’s now digging through my jewelry. Picking out one of the long silver and black pieces that I found at an old 2nd hand store and fixed up with the intention of selling but I couldn’t give it up because I fell in love with it.
   “What if he takes one look at me and laughs? He might think I’m playing dress up. That’s sure what it feels like.” I wouldn’t be able to stand it if he laughed at me. I would rather stay invisible for the rest of my life.
   “He won’t laugh. He’ll probably drool. Go put on eyeliner and mascara on. And take your time; it always looks better when you slow down. Here” Onto the ring finger of my left hand she pushes the pretty amethyst heart ring. I’ve had it since I was 16. My aunt told me it’s an important ring, and someday I would understand. To me it’s really only been a good luck charm, I guess whatever will help right?
   “Okay. So how do I look? I gave her a little spin, even though I knew what she would say before even she did.
   “Wow, you look dangerous. But in a hot way. If that makes sense.” Okay. Maybe I didn’t know what she would say. My stomach gave a funny flip flop when she said that. I no sooner brushed it aside then my door flung open and slammed into the wall behind it.
   “Where do you think you’re going?” It was said with such disgust that I knew I looked too nice to go anywhere. That’s the problem with my mother. You can’t look better than her, especially if you’re me. She always finds a way to put me down. Not today, not when I feel like this.
   “Out. And I won’t be home tonight. Actually I think I’ll stay at Kate’s till Monday.” I look at Kate knowing she won’t care. “Do you think mom will care?”
   “You know she won’t. She’ll be gone till Friday anyway.”
   “Why do you always think you can just go anywhere without asking me? And looking like that? What are you thinking, you look terrible. You’re just going to embarrass yourself. One look at you and he’ll laugh and throw stuff at you just like everyone else.” How the hell does she always know these things? Bless Kate’s heart; she’s already packing my bag.
   “You gave up the right to tell me what I can and can’t do once you started hanging out with a bunch of teenagers.” Scooping up the red lipstick off my dresser I walked over to the mirror after putting it on I puckered up at the mirror turned around so fast I’m just happy this stupid heel didn’t break. “And I already know I look hot so don’t bother telling me I look anything less.”
   “It’s cute that you think you can pull something like that off. We both know there’s no way you’re ever going to get a second date with him, you probably shouldn’t even go.” I never understood why my mother always has to sneer. What the hell does she know about Alexander anyway? Why am I letting her get to me?
   “I’ll be home when I’m home, See you later.” With a final push I closed my door with her on the other side.
   “What was tha-“I put my fingers to her lips and shook my head and pointed to the door. Knowing my mother never left the door. Walking over to the radio I turned it up louder.
   “Will you pack all the clothes like this you can pull together?” Gesturing to my outfit, “And enough regular clothes for two weeks?” She looked at me like I was crazy. But she knew I was serious.
   “No problem.” She got to work, and so did I. rushing into my closet pulling at a duffle bag, I stuffed it with the random little stuff like a few cute pairs of booties that got an okay nod from Kate. Slippers, phone cord, laptop stuff, and few other odds and ends. Grabbing my iPod I looked at Kate and she was ready, so flipping off the radio and lights we left my room. Went straight to my car, not before locking the dead bolt on my bedroom door. It’s sad when a teenager can’t trust her own mother not to steal from her.
   Tossing the bags in the trunk of the beast and looking at Kate she looks back at me as if she’s scared and doesn’t quite know me. Starting the beast up with what always reminds me of a roar only quiet and not scary, we headed towards what feels more like my home than my own house, the Baker house.
   
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7. darkangel1918
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   January 22, 2013 9:35pm UTC
   *** Some names were changed***
   The last few minutes of the last day of school seem to go by even slower than the whole year combined. Sitting in an overcrowded room with broken desks and chairs staring at the clock willing time to go faster, just once letting a day end with no torment. *bell chimes* Walking out into a hallway of students who just want to get out and seeing nothing but filth and having nothing but utter annoyance at the lack of respect for the janitors. Putting in your combination for the last time is a relief, having the unfortunate luck to have been placed just down the hall from the most interesting guy in this school is not so elating.
   “Are you really going to let him graduate without knowing you have had a crush on him since you were a freshman?” Kate says scaring the pee out of me, not literally of course.
   “It’s not something I like to broadcast, Kate.” I hate when people embarrass me.
   “You know I hate when you talk down to me.”
   “So don’t make me talk down to you.”
   “You know Taylor if you would just tell him or flirt or something that involves you actually getting to know each other he would like you. Your pretty and smart that’s a good combination. Not easy to find. Stop being afraid.”
   “I’m not having this conversation again.” I can’t even begin to count how many times we have.
   “Fine.”
   She walked away, she actually walked away. Great now I’m going to have to buy her something to say I’m sorry. Just get out of here.
   Out at my car, again there is that stupid window marker stuff and silly string all over it. Why can’t people just grow up? Don’t you have better things to spend your lunch money on? Opening my trunk I’m already prepared. This happens so often it almost doesn’t hurt anymore. Almost. Getting out one of the gallons full of water and one of the wash cloths I start to clean, then hearing someone come up behind me I spin around fully ready to swing, not about to have water balloons with food coloring busted on me again.
   “Woah! Put the claws away. I come in peace.” Oh my god. It’s him. It’s Alexander.Why is he talking to me? Do I have anything in my teeth? He’s just staring at me. Maybe it’s because your staring at him. Say something, stupid!
   “You’re not going to throw water balloons at me are you?” Smooth genius. Now he’s going to walk away laughing. Use your brain. Say something smart. Why didn’t I listen to Kate when she was trying to teach me how to talk to him?
   “Why would I hit you with a water balloon?” He looked genuinely confused. Maybe he doesn’t know.
   “Apparently it’s funny to hit me with water balloons. They like putting food coloring in them because they think it’s funny.” Oh no. I can feel the lump in my throat and the stinging behind my eyes please don’t let this happen now.
   “Are you okay? I’m guessing the water balloon idiots did this to your car as well?” He tried to touch me. Why do I cringe? Why can’t I relax?
   “It’s fine. It happens a lot.” I say trying my best not to cry or even sound sad.
   “Don’t let them get to you, they’re illiterate idiots. Their obviously failures and this is their way of deceiving their friends into thinking their cool. All you need to think about is getting the hell out of this place. Make something of yourself and show them that there are much better things to do than vandalize personal property.” Then he did something that surprised me. He took the water out of my hand and started to pour it slowly on the car inviting me to help scrub.
   By the time we were done, he had asked me if I could meet up with him later that night and I agreed. When he put the last empty jug back he put out his hand as if to shake mine.
   “Is this okay?” talking about his handshake. I put my hand in his and he did something that surprised me again today. Holding my gaze as if daring me to pull away he raised my hand to his lips and placed a gentle kiss on my knuckles. “I’ll meet you on the football field at 10. I did the only thing I could; I gave a small, shy smile and nodded. Watching as he walked to his car. I noticed only a few cars were left in the lot, and Kate standing by the doors grinning. Getting in my car I pulled up next to her and she climbed in still sporting her goofy smile.
   “So are you mad at me?” That ridiculous smile was gone. And she looked serious and a bit innocent and scared too.
   “I could never stay mad at you. I take it you had something to do with that.” I looked at her trying to seem mad but all I could do was smile like an idiot.
   “Something. So what are you doing tonight?”
   “He asked me to meet him on the football field tonight.” An even bigger smile crept over my face when I saw her look of shock.
   “All I have say is I told you so.”
   
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8. darkangel1918
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   January 15, 2013 8:39pm UTC
   This is the second letter I've gotten from the school in New York that wants me to go their because of my writing skills. Over the years I've wanted to be an author but I sort of just desided to move in a diferent direction because I never thought I had the guts or talent to do it. Apparently someone thinks i'm good. Perhaps I need to test out some of my material on you all? My biggest fear is that noone will read any of it, Or worse, What if I'm not good? What if i'm horrible? What if I can't bring myself to share.
   
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9. darkangel1918
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   December 31, 2012 10:38pm UTC
   Just another year without a boyfriend.
   And another year without a New Years kiss:/
   
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10. darkangel1918
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    December 22, 2012 1:44pm UTC
    I don't know how much longer i can pretend,
    that it doesn't bother me...
    
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11. darkangel1918
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    December 22, 2012 1:35pm UTC
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    December 11, 2012 10:13am UTC
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13. darkangel1918
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    December 10, 2012 4:09pm UTC
    That awkward moment
    when the hot guy at a party follows you to the bathroom and asks you to make-out,
    me being the awkward turtle that i am just walked away-_-
    What the hell was i thinking!
    (i had to fix it, it bugged me)
    
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14. darkangel1918
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    December 10, 2012 3:45pm UTC
    That awkward moment when your running on no sleep and mess up something simple-_-
    
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15. darkangel1918
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    December 9, 2012 11:23pm UTC
    We must accept finate dissapointment but never loose infinate hope <3
    
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16. darkangel1918
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    August 6, 2012 11:18pm UTC
    Would it be wierd if i dated a guy with my same name??
    by the way my name is Taylor
    
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17. darkangel1918
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    June 19, 2012 12:17am UTC
    being on witty you always get one of the following....
    - a limb falls asleep
    - your eyes hurt
    - you loose track of time
    - or the worst.... your battery dies!!!! :)
    
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18. darkangel1918
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    March 16, 2012 3:23pm UTC
    HOW GUYS FLIRT101♥:
    > He stares at you a lot
    > He hits you a lot(playfully)
    > He uses the first thing that pops into his head to start a converstaion with you
    > He yelled, "HI" to your mom that day she picked you up from school
    > He tries to make you laugh anyway even if he gets hurt in the process
    > His voice gets softer when ever you two talk
    > You hung up on him. He called you back
    > You where invited by him to a group outing
    > He called you to talk about nothing at all
    > He imitates your laugh Which makes you laugh even harder
    > He remembers little things you mention in casual conversation
    > He sometimes stares straight into your eyes.
    > He uses every possible way to touch you (your hair, face, thighs, etc.)
    Now make a wish.
    Ok stop!!
    Your wish will come true if you re-post this If you don't repost this then you will never get asked out or you will lose the one you love!
    Repost this in 15 min and your wish will come true in 5 days.
    Repost this in 10 min and your wish will come true in 3 days.
    Repost this in 5 min and your wish will come true in 1 day
    
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19. darkangel1918
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    January 12, 2012 4:39pm UTC
    Status of the day!!!!!!!
    Man was sent to earth to struggle...
    AND
    Woman was sent here to make sure that happenes:)
    
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20. darkangel1918
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    December 29, 2011 2:44pm UTC
    I hide my tears when i say your name,but the pain in my heart is still the same although i smile and seen carefree.Their is noone that misses you more than me</3
    
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