*Prologue*
Love is a really messed up thing.
I don't get why everyone would want to get caught up
in something so surreal.
Unfortunately, I just so happen to have fallen in the
dark lonely pit they call love.
Sadly, it's not as easy to get out once you have been
captivated.
Maybe if i had fallen for someone who seemed more
"well-suited", i wouldn't be so
upset.
A footballer, a baseball player, basketball player, --
hell even a tennis player would
make more sense then this.
But, no. I had to go and fall in love with Reno
Nicks.
The boy who is nothing but trouble, the boy who tags
walls, and hangs with the misfits.
He isnt good for me. He doesn't fit, and i do.
I'm a cheerleader for Christ sake!
I can't ever be with him, yet i long so much for his
touch. I lay awake thinking what he is
doing.
I get gitters when i see his hearse pulling up to his
driveway.
I tingle all over when he comes over to drop off his
little sister to play with mine.
I write love letter after love letter telling him how i
feel, then i tuck them in drawer to
hide from the feelings.
It's hard fighting this feeling, this feeling of
being drawn to someone
. No matter how hard i fight this feeling, i just cant
forget about him.
I can't forget about what we did last summer,
even though it probably wasn't as big of a deal for
him as it was for me.
How am i ever going to tell him?
How am i ever gonna tell anyone What would my friends
think?
What would my mom think?
What would the rest of Manchester High think if
I, Miranda Harrison, were to be love sick for the
imfamous Reno.