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Holler! So my name doesn't matter, cause no one on here ever talks to me, like ever, but if you ask, I'll be sure to share! I have many fandoms, so feel free to talk about your otp feels conmigo! Cause believe me, I have oh so many of them.  TEAM PEENISS.
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1. cookie_monster_love
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   July 2, 2011 1:07pm UTC
   I'm so sick of all your lies...
   So say "hello" to my "goodbye."
   
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2. cookie_monster_love
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   July 1, 2011 11:25am UTC
   Love
   the person who saw you when you were invisible invisible. ♥
   
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3. cookie_monster_love
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   June 30, 2011 6:29pm UTC
   I see you;;
   Those of you who are all alone.
   The ones who no one will sit with.
   Those of you who are outcast.
   The ones who are trampled upon.
   Those of you who no one knows.
   The ones who think no one cares.
   Don't worry. I see you. I care.
   
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4. cookie_monster_love
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   June 30, 2011 5:46pm UTC
   Bubbly
   chapter 4
   "No," I breathed out, "No."
   "Good. So, Dakota, how's Caleb?"
   "Doctor?" The nurse in charge of my chemo interrupted.
   "Yes?" He responded.
   "She's done now," the woman smiled.
   "Okay, I'll walk her back. So," He turned to me, "How IS Caleb?"
   "It's fine, you're needed here. You don't have to talk to me," I crossed my arm as they rolled my down the hall.
   "Ah, but I want to!" His eyes sparkled like a little kid's would if that kid was really happy.
   "Well, Caleb's okay. Me and him are a little shocked by our mother's death, of course, but-"
   "Your mother's DEAD?" He stopped pushing me.
   "Yeah... She has been for a month and a half," I said quietly.
   "I'm so sorry, Dakota. I didn't know!"
   "It's fine... Most doctors DON'T know this stuff. It's considered creepy..." I hinted. I didn't like the way he kept using my name. It's sounds weird, I know, but he says it like a person would say a lover's name. Caressing the word. I didn't like it. The way he grasped my hand as he told me how sorry he was. It didn't seem right. The way he was pushing me in a direction that wasn't to my room. I screamed, and about twelve nurses and doctors came rushing over.
   "Dakota, what's wrong?!" My favorite nurse, Megan, knelt down next to my wheelchair.
   "He's creeping on me..." I whispered.
   "Here, Doctor, I'll take MISS MYERSON back to her room, okay?"
   "No, it's fine, I have no issue with taking her-"
   "Nono! I insist! We're okay folks!" Meg shooed people away and started to roll me back in the direction of my room. Once we were safely inside, she leaned against the door. "So what was he doing?" I explained everything to her. "Well, honey, we can't do anything but avoid him, okay? I'll try and make sure that he won't be near you. Does that sound okay?"
   "Yeah, Meg. That sounds great," I leaned back into my pillow; smiling for the firdt time in days.
   
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5. cookie_monster_love
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   June 30, 2011 11:05am UTC
   Bubbly
   chapter 3
   The wake went on, and once it was finished, me and Caleb got into his small car and drove to the cemetary to see our mother's corpse lowered into the ground. Once they had finished burying her, I laid a lily on her grave. She always loved lillies.
   "Caleb?" I choked out.
   "Yeah?"
   "Can you take me back to the hospital now?"
   "Sure, Dakota," He said as we walked towards his black taurus. He turned on the radio and 'Your Guardian Angel' by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus started to play. I listened to the lyrics; took in the beat.
   "I will never let you fall... I'll stand up with you forever..." The radio played smoothly. My throat burned along with my eyes as I thought about my mom. I needed her with me.
   "Dakota, are you ready for your chemothereapy session?" My nurse walked in cheerily, two weeks later.
   "Yeah... Sure," I slowly stood up, and she rushed over; offering help. "I'm FINE!" I snapped. She looked shocked and a little hurt, and I felt bad, "I'm sorry, but I've been able to walk since I was two years old. I don't needed help with it, at least not yet," I walked slowly down the gray hallway and I turned into the large room where my chemo always was. I've always had my chemo taken intravaneously, through my IV. So today, I sat in the chair, held out my arm the way I've always been told to do, and braced for the drugs to slowly slide into my arm.
   "Dakota," my doctor said slowly, "How do you feel?"
   "I'm tired," I slightly shrugged.
   "How so? Are you physically tired, or mentally?" He asked me.
   "A little bit of both, I guess," I titled my head to the side.
   "Both?" He sat on a stool next to me, just talking. That was always part of the treatment, someone talked to me to distract me from the thought of all the drugs slowly creeping into my veins.
   "Yeah, I'm sleep-deprived-tired, because I can never sleep well with this IV in my arm. I still have that fear that it'll rip out, and I'll die obliviously. You remember that, right?" I turned my head to look into his eyes.
   "Yes, Dakota. I remember it vividly. But as we told you before, there's no way it will-"
   "Yeah, yeah, yeah, I KNOW. 'It won't fall out; it's taped securely' BLAH BLAH BLAH. But still!"
   "Okay, go on," He said, holding his hands up in mock-surrender.
   "And I'm mentally tired of fighting this. I just want to be normal again. I was FREE! I was able to run again, and talk to people, MY HAIR WAS GROWING BACK! I just want to be with my mom!"
   "Dakota, your mother always wanted you to fight this. She knew that the cancer could come back. And she told YOU to never give up. Ever. Do you want to tarnish her memory like that?" He leaned forward and grasped my hand. I didn't reply, instead, I turned my head to the other side. "Well, Dakota? DO you?"
   
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6. cookie_monster_love
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   June 29, 2011 11:43pm UTC
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7. cookie_monster_love
   posted a quote
   June 29, 2011 11:21pm UTC
   Bubbly
   chapter 1
   "NO!" I screamed out in denial, "YOU SAID I WAS OKAY!"
   "Dakota," Doctor Reynolds sighed, "We had hoped you were! But despite the marrow transplant, your cancer has come back."
   "How is that even POSSIBLE?!" I felt tears sting my blue eyes.
   "I'm so sorry," Dr. Reynolds put his hand on my shoulder, and I shook it off.
   "Dakota?" My older brother, Caleb walked in.
   "What?" I spat at him; angry at anyone and everyone.
   "I'm here for you, no matter what happens, okay?" He walked over to me.
   "But I don't WANT anything to happen!" I felt warm, salty tears run down my face, and I saw them land on my blue hospital gown, "I had just gotten out! How come it only took A MONTH for the cancer to come back?"
   "How come it had to come back at all? Dakota, I don't know all this medical stuff. What I do know is that you're my baby sister. You mean everything to me, and I'll be damned if you're anything but a fighter. You are SO strong. You've beaten this thing once before, you CAN beat it again, okay?"
   "I'll try, Caleb. But no guarentees," I cracked a smile.
   "That's all I can ask," He hugged me, and I curled my hands around his shoulder blades.
   "Can I please just go to the memorial?" I pleaded with my team of doctors. Their faces told me they didn't like the idea of me going ANYWHERE, "Oh, COME ON. It's my MOTHER'S WAKE, for gosh sakes! She meant so much to me. You HAVE to let me say goodbye to her!" I looked up at all of them.
   "Just this ONE time..." My main doctor warned me, and I heard myself laughing.
   "Thank you. Thank you so much," I stood up to hug her. Then I picked up my phone and called Caleb, "Hey, C, they said I can go! Yeah, can you bring me some clothes? No, BRIGHT colors, Mom told me she wanted us to be 'vibrant.' Well, Caleb, she was an ARTIST, not a politician. you really think I sound like her? Yeah, that'll do just fine. I love you too, Caleb. See you tomorrow," I flipped my phone closed, and laid back into my pillow. As my nurse turned off the light, I whispered, "Goodnight, Mom. I'll always love you."
   Caleb walked in the next morning dressed in his black tux, with a Superman t-shirt underneath. I smiled, despite what today was. He handed me my tye-dyed sundress, and I slipped into the bathroom to get ready. I put on the dress, and exaimed myself in the mirror. My caramel-colored hair was just starting to grown back, so I had a pixie-like hairstyle. I put in a white headband, slipped on white gladiators, and gently clasped at the silver locket balanced on my chest. I lifted it to my lips, and kissed the metal. Then, I opened it to see my mother's smiling face as Dad kissed her cheek. I looked at myself in the mirror, and closed the locket gently.
   "This one's for you, Mom," I smiled softly at my own reflection as I walked out to Caleb.
   
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8. cookie_monster_love
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   June 29, 2011 6:33pm UTC
   Bubbly
   Prologue
   "Dakota," my doctor smiled at me, "you're cancer's GONE. The bone marrow transplant was a complete success!" I looked up at my mother, beaming.
   "Did you hear that, Mom?! I'm okay! I beat it!"
   "And I couldn't be more proud of you, Dakota!" She kissed the top of my head; crying.
   "When can I leave, Doc?" I grinned.
   "I think by Tuesday. WE still have to run a few more tests, monitor your recovery, you know the drill, right?" He chuckled.
   "You bet I do!" I laughed with him.
   I couldn't believe it! By Tuesday, I'd be free again! I could go outside, and talk to my friends, and just LIVE again, without this huge burden on my shoulders at all time! I could GO places, and DO things, and just BE myself! That's a luxury kids with cancer seem to miss out on. But it doesn't matter! Because every second that I have now I will use to make this the best life EVER lived! EVER!
   By Tuesday, I was fully packed and ready to leave the hospital for the first time in MONTHS. I was wearing my favorite jeans that seemed really baggy and a t-shirt that seemed to be two sizes too small now that I had lost a lot of weight from chemotherapy. But Mom said I could get new clothes if I didn't gain back my weight after a month. So it was no big deal, really. I couldn't stop smiling! I was going home.
   When we pulled into our driveway, I saw a big yellow banner that said, "We missed you, Dakota!" And inside I found all of my family and friends who I missed the most when I was in the hospital. I saw my best friend had cut her hair differently, and I felt my hand shoot up to the scarf wrapped around my head. It was yellow, just like the banner outside.
   "Dakota, honey, I missed you SO much! Ugh, you would NOT believe te stuff that happened to me at school while you were gone! Joey broke up with me!" She pouted.
   "Wait... What?!" I scream-whispered.
   "I SAID, Joey broke up with meee!" She frowned and jutted out her bottom lip.
   "Joey Tribesci?!" I couldn't believe it.
   "YES!"
   "You mean MY boyfriend?!" I snapped.
   "Oh my gosh... I didn't tell you?!" She fake-gasped.
   "No... You never visited me..." I felt my bottom lip quiver, and my mom spotted it from a mile away.
   "Abbie, honey, why don't you go home?" she walked over and patted me on my back.
   "Okay Mrs. Myerson. Bye D, welcome home!" She bounced out.
   "Dakota, you'll make better friends than her. But let's enjoy this wonderful party for you, okay hon?"
   "Sure, Mom," I smiled. I didn't want anything to ruin my new life.
   Little did I know that my new life would be ruined no matter what I did. It was out of my hands.
   
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9. cookie_monster_love
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   June 29, 2011 6:08pm UTC
   What is the Meaning of "Home"
   SUMMARY!
   Cali would be asked out by Zeke, Derek would get jealous.
   They would fight, but stick it out.
   Zeke would be her best guy friend.
   Monica and Joey would stay together.
   Caliope's "parents" would use Drake to try and get to her at some point in the story, but OF COURSE, she would be okay.
   Let's all just assume that they get married in the end for now.
   BUT who knows, I may write them in college.
   (Don't set your hopes too high for THAT story)
   
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10. cookie_monster_love
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    June 29, 2011 5:42pm UTC
    Perfectly Imperfect
    Chapter 54
    "Hey there, Max," I smiled up at him.
    "I heard some yelling. Everything okay?" He sat down next to me on my bed.
    "Yeah, just my past calling," I sighed.
    "And what did you tell your past?" He played with my hair.
    "I hung up on it," I chuckled.
    "Good job!" He applauded.
    "Why thank you," I bowed, "I try."
    "I know you do," He kissed me.
    "I love you."
    "I love you more," He kissed me again.
    "That isn't possible."
    "Sure it is, you're perfect," Max smiled at me.
    "I am FAR from perfect!" I laughed at him.
    "Eh, you're right. You being perfect would be too boring. You're BETTER than perfect," He smirked.
    "How is that possible?" I laughed again.
    "You're better than perefect because," He smiled, "You, Taylor Jessica Laurence, are
    Perfectly Imperfect."
    The End♥
    So what am I writing next, guys?
    What Is the MEaning of "Home"? or Bubbly?
    
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11. cookie_monster_love
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    June 29, 2011 5:34pm UTC
    Perfectly Imperfect
    Chapter 53
    *TWO MONTHS LATER*
    "TAYLOR!" Dad yelled from downstairs. Ivy and I stopped reading our magazines long enough so that I could scream my reply.
    "YES?"
    "PHONE!"
    "WHO?"
    "KEVIN!"
    "AGAIN?!?"
    "PLEASE, JUST TALK TO HIM?! FOR MY SAKE?" I laughed at my daddy.
    "Fiiiine!" I dragged out the wrod as I got up and went down the stairs. I took the house phone from my dear father, kissed his cheek, and talked into the phone. "What is it NOW, Kevin?" I crossed my arms and walked back up, but I went in tomy room instead of Ivy's.
    "I miss you," his voice cracked from over the phone.
    "You should've thought about that before you broke up with me via Facebook. It's too bad you didn't take your chance at sleeping with me. You're not getting any action NOW, are you?" I smirked.
    "But Taylor, I love you. Dylan would've wanted you to stay with me," He said quietly.
    "How dare you. How dare you USE Dylan's memory like that. You had your chance, Kevin. And you lost it. I have a boyfriend now, anyways!" I waited for his reaction.
    "Really? How long did it take you to find him? Two hours after I left? Just like when you broke up with Greg and found Dylan?!" He snapped.
    "No, you jerk. I cried for weeks over us, and my messed up love life. I waited a month and a half to even open myself up like that, and it was the best thing I've ever done. He loves me, for me," I smiled inspite of who I was talking to.
    "Kevin, let me talk to her!!" I heard a voice in the background groan.
    "Who is THAT?!" I asked, genuinely confused.
    "Jessie..." He mumbled.
    "PUT HER ON THE PHONE," I ordered him.
    "Fine!" I heard the sound of the phone being moved from person to person.
    "Hey there, Taylor..." Jessie said quietly.
    "What do you want?" I cut to the chase.
    "I'm so sorry for all the stuff I said. You had every right to be depressed after Dylan died. And I overreacted to you kissing Cyrus-"
    "HE KISSED ME!" I screamed, "WHY CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?! And I didn't need to be depressed, I NEEDED ACCEPTANCE. I found that here. In my new home. With my new friends, my new family, and my new boyfriend. So why don't you just leave me alone, m'kay?" I hung up on the pair of them.
    "Knock, knock," I heard from the doorway. I looked up and saw my amazing boyfriend.
    
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12. cookie_monster_love
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    June 29, 2011 4:07pm UTC
    Perfectly Imperfect
    Chapter 52
    "I'm Kyle, by the way," He smiled.
    "Hi Kyle," I smiled back, "So what do you guys do?" I asked excitedly.
    "We talk about the girls we want, the games we want, the clothes we want, stuff we want!" Another blonde, Max, said. He looked a lot like Tyler, but his eyes were brown.
    "Are you and Tyler...?" I pointed at Max.
    "Twins? No, but we get that a lot. Cousins. I'm originally from Indiana, Tyler's lived on this block his whole life."
    "You're joking! I moved here from Illinois!" I started laughing.
    "No! I'm dead serious! Midwest represent!" He high-fived me. Ivy walked in.
    "Hey guys!" She sat down inbetween Max and Kyle.
    "Hey, Ivy!" They all nodded.
    "Whatcha all up to?" She smiled.
    "Taylor and Max are flirting, while the rest of us sit here awkwardly," a guy with brown hair and gray eyes smirked.
    "Shut up, Jack!" Max reddened.
    "He's only telling the truth!" The last one, Alex, said. He had black hair and blue eyes.
    "He is not!" I laughed, and turned to Trevor, "Is he?"
    "He kind of is..." Trevor started laughing too.
    "What did I miss?" Tyler walked back in, pop in hand, and sat down in his open spot next to Jack.
    "Your cousin's flirting with Taylor!" Ivy grinned.
    "Max!" Tyler groaned, "What about the Bro Code?!" Me and Ivy started to laugh even harder.
    "The BRO CODE?!" She gasped; trying to breathe.
    "Yeah! No guy can go for another guy's girl!" Tyler said indignantly.
    "I'm not your girl though!" I smirked, "I'm open game!"
    "And you just said that in a room full of EVEN MORE hormonal teenage boys," Trevor pointed out.
    "I'm gonna have to work on that..." I smiled.
    Hey everyone! So, the story will be ending SOON-ish. But fear not, I have an idea for another story, unless you guys want me to TRY and finish "What Is the Meaning of 'Home'?".
    So, what should I do?
    1) What Is the Meaning of "Home"?
    OR
    2) My next story, Bubbly.
    SUMMARY OF "Bubbly": 15 YEAR-OLD DAKOTA has had cancer for two years. Bone Marrow. She finally found a person who was the perfect match through a boine marrow drive. So she's in the clear now! She has this new found attitude, where she should be living life happily. Her cancer WILL come back. Her doctor's have little hope for her survival. So, Make A Wish Foundation comes to Dakota. She wishes to meet the person who originally saved her life.
    ENTER ETHAN: He's 17/ He signed up for a marrow drive because his little step-sister had died from bone marrow cancer the year before. One day, he gets a call from the Make A Wish Foundation, He goes down to the hospital to meet Dakota. They spend more and more time together, and they become best friends.
    SETTING: Colorado, present. Winter in the beginnning, Springtime after she relapses.
    So, what would you guys like after "Perfectly Imperfect" is finished. And please, no one say a seqeul TO "Perefectly Imperfect." I tried that with "Already Gone" and I ran out of ideas before I even got to twenty chapters.
    
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13. cookie_monster_love
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    June 29, 2011 3:46pm UTC
    Perfectly Imperfect
    Chapter 51
    I frowned back at her, "Then what are we supposed to do?" I sighed.
    "Sit tight. Love freely, but also bear the pain that comes with it, I guess. But it'll be worth it, won't it? Being with the person you can never get enough of? Always knowing that no matter what happens, you'll have them?" Ivy shrugged.
    "Will it? Will all the pain it takes to get there ACTUALLY be worth it? Or are we just kidding ourselves?"
    "Probably the second choice, but who really knows? Your dad and Aunt Michelle look happy together. You could ask him," She shrugged.
    "I guess," I thought it over. He really did seem happy with Michelle. Maybe there was a trick to this love stuff. I could figure it out after all.
    "Hey Daddy?" I bounced down the stiarcase.
    "Yes my little princess?" He looked up from his newspaper.
    "How did you know Michelle was right for you?" I sat down next to him.
    "Well, sweetheart, all of those love songs on the radio? They never made sense with your mother. Maybe when we were young and in love, but not for long. But with Michelle, it seemed like I was singing them to her, they fit my feelings perfectly. I never wanted her to leave, but at the same time, I knew she had to at times. So I would let her go with a heavy heart. But when she came back, it felt like I could fly. My life... I can't imagine it without her by my side. She means everything to me. That's how I knew. No, that's how I still know," He sighed contently.
    "Thanks Daddy," I kissed the top of his head, "You helped me figure some stuff out." On my way back up to my room, I bumped into the blonde guy, Tyler. "Sorry," I smiled, "I'm not very graceful."
    "No! I could've sworn you were the most poised person on the planet!" He laughed.
    "Well then you, sir, were quite mistaken," I curtsied.
    "It would seem so. So, madame, may I have your permission to take you on a date?" He looked at me intently, his green eyes dancing.
    "I thought you had just 'gotten lucky' on your date. Won't that girl be upset?" I looked at him; confused.
    "Well, I guess you could call me a player," He smirked.
    "Then why would I want to go on a date with you?" I laughed at him.
    "Because I'm a HOT player," He winked, "Plus, you just may be the one to make me quit the game."
    "No, I think I'd be just another girl. I may be clumsy, but I'm not stupid. Sorry, Tyler!" I ran up the stairs and into Trevor's room.
    "You'll never guess what happened!" I sat on his bed.
    "You made the poor desicion of sitting on a bed in a room full of hormonal teenage guys?!" Trevor mocked me, then I realized he was right, and I sat on the ground instead.
    "Shuddup. But no, I ran into Tyler, and-"
    "He hit on you," the whole room finsihed my sentence.
    "How did everyone know this would happen, but no one thought to warn me?" I looked around.
    "It's Tyler. We're used to it!" The one with black hair chuckled.
    
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14. cookie_monster_love
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    June 29, 2011 3:25pm UTC
    Perfectly Imperfect
    Chapter 50
    After I logged out of Facebook, I walked to Trevor's room. He had five other guys in the room with him. "Oh," I stopped in the doorway, "I didn't know you had friends here."
    "You didn't know I had friends here? I told you I was bringing them over tonight!" He laughed.
    "Well, I didn't know you ad them here NOW. That's it," I tucked loose hair behind my ear and blushed.
    "Guys, this is my brand new 'little sister', Taylor. Taylor, this is Max, Jack, Tyler, Alex, and Kyle," Trevor pointed to each guy.
    "Hi," I waved; embaressed.
    "Hey," they all choursed.
    "So, Trevor," One of them, a blonde with green eyes started, "How is she 'new'? She looks about 17!"
    "I'm sixteen," I said softly.
    "Sixteen," He corrected himself, "But anyways. She's not 'new' per say..."
    "Well, she's John's kid from his first marriage. She's had it tough. If any of you mess with her, I'll mess with your face. Got it?" He looked around at each guy until they either nodded, held their hands up in mock surrender, or laughed their 'yes's.
    "Mind if I join your talking circle?" I moved inside the room.
    "Well," one guy with black hair chuckled, "we were talking about how Tyler," He pointed to the blonde kid from before, "got lucky on his date..."
    "And that's my cue to leave!" I laughed and walked out. I heard crying from the baby's room, so I went to see her. I picked her up from her crib and rocked her slowly. She eventually stop crying, and then I made her laugh. I picked her up again and brought her down to Michelle. She jumped up from the table when she saw me.
    "What are you doing with Jennie?!" She whispered.
    "She was crying. I made her laugh. I just thought you should know..." I smiled.
    "Oh... Sorry. I'm just over protective of my little Jennie," Michelle smiled happily.
    "It's no issue. Actually, I think it's really nice how you care enough about her like that," I smiled sadly and walked out; leaving Jennie with her mother. I walked up the stairs and opened Ivy's door.
    "You were right," Tears stung my eyes.
    "About Kevin?" Se looked up from her magazine.
    I nodded sadly, and she got up and gave me a hug. "I thought he actually cared about me," One tear fell from my eye, but I refused to let any more. "But I guess love just isn't for me. I either get cheated on, my boyfriend is killed, or the guy turns out to be the biggest jerk in the world!" I laughed, "Maybe it would be easier just to have fun with guys. No strings, no love, just plain old fun. CAre to join my revolution?" I laughed again.
    "Sorry... I had that attitude. It gave me a baby, which I lost. That's not the road to go down," She frowned.
    
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15. cookie_monster_love
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    June 29, 2011 12:56pm UTC
    ADMIT IT
    he's always on your mind. ♥
    
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    June 28, 2011 1:37pm UTC
    "k"
    If I text you this, I'm mad at you.
    
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17. cookie_monster_love
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    June 28, 2011 1:23pm UTC
    Remember This:
    Confidence is Beauty. Not the other way around.
    ♥
    Somethine I said to a girl on here :] NMF
    
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    June 28, 2011 1:12pm UTC
    she's the girl
    who always thought would never fall for you after what you did. ♥
    
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19. cookie_monster_love
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    June 28, 2011 1:05pm UTC
    Maybe this is
    wrong, but
    maybe i don't
    care what other
    people think.
    ------ ♥ ------
    Emilaaayx's format :]
    
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    June 28, 2011 10:59am UTC
    Perfectly Imperfect
    Chapter 49
    I looked at all of the frames on my pictures. The one with Greg was bent, from when I threw it against the wall back home. The one with Dylan was in perfect condition, I can't imagine how upset I'd be if it broke. Me and Josh were in a cheap frame, but the pictures were the ones you take in a photobooth at the mall. The first one was us smiling, the second was us sticking our tongues out, the third he kissed my forehead, and the last one we held up pieces of paper that said "Best Siblings!". And the one with Kevin, the newest one, was impersonal. I really liked Kev, But there was no- no passion. No fireworks. Only heartbreak from Dylan. I pushed all of those thoughts aside, and turned on my iPod. "Just A Dream" by Carrie Underwood came on, and I froze. It seemed WAY too much like my situation. I went to the next song, "Before He Cheats." Next song, "Your Guardian Angel", Me and Dylan's song. I cried. I fell to the floor and felt my body heave with sobs.
    Trevor walked in, carrying a laundry basket, "Here, you can use thi- What's wrong?!" He knelt down next to me and rubbed my back.
    "Our. Song." I cried.
    "Oh God, this isn't about you and that jerk Kevin, is it?" He sighed.
    "Dylan."
    "Who's Dylan?" I sat up, wiped a few tears of my face and grabbed the frame of me and Dylan. "He looks just like Kevin..." Trevor frowned.
    "He was his twin brother," I choked. The song was at it's climax, and I felt myself tear up again.
    "And he mattered to you, why...?" He looked at me strangely.
    "I loved him. He was my boyfriend. And he was driving us to our date, someone made a deer go onto the road, and he swerved so he wouldn't hit it. We went rolling into a ditch, and he covered me from falling glass. H-he was imp-paled by the glass. He died to save m-me," I cried again.
    "And now you're dating his twin? Some love," Trevor shook his head.
    "I really did love him. I wish I had gotten to know him more. He was so sweet. I should've died. He should still be alive. He deserved life more than me," I brooded.
    "Hey, don't say that!" He wrapped his arms around me while I cried. "Let it out..." He whispered, "You'll feel better." Hours went by, and he just comforted me. I needed that. I loved it.
    I finally got up, and then held out a hand to help HIM up. "Dinner's probably ready," I said softly.
    "Let's go eat!" He carried me piggyback down the stairs and into the kitchen.
    "Well, I see you and Trevor hit it off," My dad chuckled.
    "Yup!" I smiled and grabbed a plate of food. Trevor did the same. WE all sat down at the table, and everyone started to hold hands. I looked around; confused.
    "Grace," Trevor whispered.
    "My name's TAYLOR," I whispered back.
    "No, we're SAYING grace," he laughed.
    "Oh... Sorry, we never did that back at my old house!" I blushed.
    "It's fine!" Ivy smiled.
    "Lord, thank you for you bountiful gifts in our lives," Michelle started, "And thank you for a new member of the household," She nodded at me, "Watch over our family, and help us please you in our daily lives. Amen."
    "Amen!" We all repeated. Then we ate. Once I finished, I put my plate in the dishwasher and went up to my room. I opened my laptop and saw that Kevin wasn't in a relationship anymore on Facebook. I felt my jaw drop, and commented on that post.
    "What. The. Heck. You Jerk! Nice way to break up with a girl!" I checked it an hour later, and twenty girls liked my comment and commented themselves. "He got you too?!" and "He played me last year!" and more comments like that exploded on facebook. I laughed. Then I commented one last time, "Give him hell, Girls. Give him hell!"
    
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