SweetPoisonCupcake
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Hello there :D
My name is Sweet Poision Cupcake and if you don't feel like typing that much just call me Lolita :D
Mmmk now a bit about me.....uaoouahfosjf weelllllllllI
I'm 13
Artist
Animal lover
I have my own beliefs
"punk"? idek
Comedy movie lover
Single as a pringle
annnnndd i live in Hyrule.
BRING ME A SHRUBBERY!
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Caution!
chapter
1:
I listened to the birds squak around my head and admired the lush
green palm trees. California.
I was finally here! My only concern was whether or not I would
fit in. I wasn't necessarily Miss Poupularity at my old
school either.
Would people like me?
To be honest I don't even like me that much.
I exited the plane terminal and looked around towards the exit.
My mom said she would meet me here....then again she usually was
late.
I saw a tall slender blonde come into the airport entrance and
she flashed her white smile at me.
I would have known her anywhere. Mom. "Dizzy Lizzy!"
she squealed and hugged me.
She usually likes to give me pet names ever since I was little.
"Hi mom" I smiled and hugged back.
Her and I were alot closer than my dad and I were.
"How was your plane ride?!" she asked excited.
"Good mom" I smiled.
We talked and giggled all the way to her car which was a nice
Beamer.
Then I saw this guy in the passenger's seat. "Mom?"
I whispered "Who is that guy?" She looked in the car
and giggled "My neighbor's son Michael. He offered to
come with me because he didn't want to stay decorating the
house with his mom, and besides I think he wanted to meet
you." She winked at me and nudged my elbow kinda cheesily. I
climbed into the back seat and smoothed out my sun dress and
twirled my black hair.
Michael had black hair but I didn't see his eyes nor his face
through the whole ride.
In-fact he seemed sorta like the quiet type and a little bit
shy.
His presence mad me uneasy.
The only thing I felt around him was Caution.
This was going to be interesting.
Thanks for reading! :) I will be posting more :)-
SPC
Chapter 2:
I was woken up by the annoyance otherwise known as my alarm clock. I hated that thing. I wasn't looking forward to going to school either. A good side to this was that I would get to wear the clothes I bought myself. I was happy that I worked my two jobs over the summer because it certaintly paid off. I was able to afford a whole new wardrobe for myself....yea it was at low end stores and they were not brand name clothing but they were still cute as hell. I pulled on some skinny jeans, a plaid tank top, a flannel, and my vans. My hair was a little wavy but thats just how I like it. It makes the blue streaks go into my black hair really nicely. I grabbed my messanger bag and headed to the bus stop. Most of the kids made fun of me because I didn't have any rich friends to drive me to school or a car of my own but I didn't care. My best friend was on my bus and that was all that mattered to me. I sat on the bench waiting for the bus to come. I waited a good 30 minutes before I finally saw the flashing yellow lights down the street. Here goes nothing. The bus picked me up and I tried to find a seat. I occassionally heard the whispers and comments from my class mates but I ignored them because I could see a familiar head of long black hair in the middle of the bus with an empty seat next to him. "Look at her...." "Ugly!" "Ew where did she get that flannel? Thats like SO out of season." "Quick! jump to that seat so I don't have to look at her ugly face!" I sighed and sat next to him. He looked up from his book and smiled at me. "Hey best friend" he chuckled. "Hey Jerry" I giggled. We spent the whole bus ride giggling and talking about what we did over the summer even though practically EVERYTHING we did was with eachother. "HEY! girl with the blue hair!" shreiked a girl's voice. I looked up and she giggled to her possie. "Why do you even TRY to flirt with him? Obviously your to ugly and fat to have anyone like you. No one likes you." I sighed trying to ignore the comment. Jerry saw I was having a hard time ignoring them and he grabbed my hand. "I like you. Am I someone?" "Of course." "Well then she is lying. I am someone and I like you." I blushed and giggled. He always found a way.
second chapter in one day. Whoop whoop!
Mr.
Right
Chapter 1:
My name is Leda. I am known as the
eccentric "scene" girl of my school. I
hated that label because people always took it to
seriously. They always assumed I cut myself, I had
depression, etc. I am only diffrent because I am an
artist. The only "scene hair" I have is my
choppy haircut and blue streaks in my black hair. I
barley wore any makeup other than eyeliner on the top
of my eye and that wasn't even noticable. I'm
a sophmore in high school but I'v been bullied
since 3rd grade. I didn't pay attention to them
but sometimes it still got to me and hurt me. I
didn't have a boyfriend or much money but I
always was happy no matter what. I was happy with my
life. The only thing I hated was my school and almost
everyone in it. I had one freind and he was the best
friend anyone could hope for. I used to have two but
one of them died in a car crash. Sometimes I miss him
but when I do I look at pictures I have of us and
then I remeber the happy memories. School was
starting next week. It was my first school year with
one friend. I admit it I was scared but I know I
could take it.
I was strong
Thanks for reading my
story :) More chapters coming soon :)
This is my first story on Witty so I appreciate it if
you read it all
Don't forget to fave if you liked it :D Thanks so
much -SPC