PinkQT

Status: I just wish I could get over him.....
Joined: December 30, 2011
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user id: 257153
Gender: F
Hi, my name is Kate. I’m 15 and a freshman in highschool. I go to a boarding school in Indiana. I love my friends, they mean the world to me. I play volleyball and basketball. Want to know anything else, just comment(:

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And there is this boy,
I know he's bad for me, 

I know I don't mean anything to him, 
 but no matter what I do
I can't get over him.



& she said your crazy
& he said only for you baby

 
MQ/format credit to narwhallayouts.weebly.com

 

Secret:

there never was anybody else i only ever wanted you.
 



Flawless 


Chapter 2

Maddie's Pov
 

I stop at my locker and put away my bag. I grab the books I need for my first 4 periods. As I shut my locker I jump, Ryan is standing right there. He is always hitting on me and he really creeps me out. 

"How are you doing sexy?" Ryan asks me as he looks me up and down.
"Didn't you hear the bell? I have to get to class," I respond.
I turn to walk away and he grabs my waist and turns me around so that I'm facing him.
"What do you want?" I sneer at him.
He slams me against my locker and starts inching closer to me. "I hear you and Brice broke up," he whispers in my ear.
"Well you heard wrong," I retort while trying to push him away from me.
"Oh thats too bad," he says as he closes the gap between us.
"Stop! Get off of me!" I scream as I look aorund and notice everyone has cleared out of the hallway. I begin to get nervous usually Brice or one of his friends is around when Ryan starts to harass me.
He notices that I am uncomfortable with the situation.

"It's just you and me babe don't worry," he says while leaning in to kiss me.
He presses his lips onto mine. Then he starts sticking his tongue in my mouth. I try to break free from his hold on me but he has one hand that is tightly holding onto my hip. The other hand slowly starts to creep its way up my shirt. His body is pressed firmly up against mine. I struggle to get him off me but i can't.
Just then Brice's best friend Nate walks up. He grabs Ryan and throws him against the wall.
"What the f*ck do you think you are doing?" He asks ryan.
"I'm just trying to have a little fun." Ryan smirks at me.
"Oh yeah with my best friend's girlfriend? I don't think so. You better watch yourself," Nate retorts.
"Yeah whatever man," Ryan responds. " I'll see you later hottie," he says as he walks away. But before he leaves he makes sure to squeeze my butt.
"Umm.. no you won't," I say. I walk up to him and slap him across the face.
"Ooo feisty!" Ryan responds while smiling. He turns and walks down the hall.
"Hey Maddie are you alright?"  Nate asks me.
I can tell he is actually concerned by the expression on his face.

"Uhhh... yeah I'll be fine," I say while smoothing down my skirt.
"Alright good," Nate smiles at me. 
Oh god Nate is really attractive. I hadn't really noticed before. That cute little half smile he does. And the way he flips his hair out of his eyes is adorable. And his eyes the dark blue they are is just so pretty. Oh my god! What am I saying I love his bestfriend. Or do I? I'm not really so sure anymore.

I realize I haven't said anything in a couple minutes and Nate is just staring at me.
"Thanks Nate," I say quietly before turning and walking to my class.
"Yeah anytime," Nate says as he heads to his class in the opposite direction.


 What do you  guys think? 
I'm not sure if I should keep writing this story,
That's why I havent posted in a while.
I'd like to get 12 faves on this chapter before I continue on.
Comment for a reminder  <3

Getting jealous when your friends are more tan than you. 


Peeking out of your 
3d glasses in a movie 
just so you can
see the difference.
                                                         








That annoying moment when you're dying  to
talk to someone but...

you refuse to text them first.





 




That look 

you give your friends when someone attractive walks into the room.



They don't understand the pain I go through.

They don't know the family drama I have had to face.

They don't know how I tear myself down.

They don't know how their words hurt me.

They don't know the ache I feel inside.

They don't get what it feels like to be me.



And I swear if they were me for just one day,





they would treat me a 

little diifferent