natloveswaffles

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Hey y'all

 
My names Natalie. 16. Cheer is basically life.
I write stories deal with it.
I just hope you guys like them. <3

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We were so close to something great, but that just couldn’t happen to me right?



I hate how you treat me. One day we will be staring into each others eyes head over heels and the next day it’s like we never talked. I just need to know what you want with me.

Is that too much to ask?


 



That is not how you treat your "friend."

 






He Found My Witty 

chapter 10


DAKOTA'S POV

Even though being friends with Eva was fun, she was a b/tch and it dragged on. Everything she said was either about Kyle or Vicki. It was pretty messed up.

"We are hanging out later right." She said staring at her phone.
"Yeah I guess so." 
"Could you please just show me her secret witty. All you do is describe it, I want to see it in person." Eva had that gleaming look of excitement in her eyes.
"Why do you want to know so much about Vicki anyways? Kyle's not with anyone right now, I think, so you could just get him now." 
"But that's no fun." She laughed. I'm getting to the point where I can't stand her. 

As soon as we got to my house, she headed straight into my room and sat right in front of the computer. 
"So what's her username?" Eva said eagerly.
"Look, Eva. Vicki really hasn't done anything THAT BAD to me. I don't know if I should show you her deepest feelings." I finally said something.
"But you're not friends with her. You're friends with ME now." She stood up.
"I'm friends with BOTH of you." I backed away. I don't know if Eva was on her period or if she was always that crazy. 
"We'll  if you were MY friend. You would tell me it." 
"I don't know what you would do with it though." I felt like crying.
"I wouldn't do anything with it!!!" She started to scream. 
"Stop. I think you should go." I said sternly.
"Yeah, go f/ck yourself Dakota." She grabbed her things and clammed the door.

EVA's POV

I don't understand how Dakota could do this to me. I will find both of their f/cking witty's and make sure the whole school see's it. Whether it'll be over facebook or in person. And I knew exactly how I was going to find it.

As soon as I got home I logged in to my witty and went on Vicki's old witty. It hasn't been used in a while. Well obviously she would be following herself so I clicked on every one of her followers to see if there was any special information that even sounded like her.
It took about 2 hours until I found something similar to Vicki's situation. It was basically all the quotes that Dakota explained. But I was unsure... So I can't post it on facebook...

I right clicked and clicked "Print Page."

This b/tch will wish that she never got with my man.


 
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So on Sunday, a kid who graduated from my school passed away from a battle with brain cancer. His name was Miles, and I've never met him but what I've heard from, he was the most down to earth person ever. He had a loving family and great friends. He was beyond intelligent; attended Yale and received a 35 on his ACTs. When he was diagnosed, he never complained. All he wanted to do was help other kids. Him and his father started a website called "Jokes 4 Miles" where family and friends would post jokes for Miles to make him feel better. Miles Decided that he wanted to spread the laughter to other kids. So he decided to make the actions larger. They made a goal of making 5,000 jokes. They're half way there and for Miles's honor could you please check out this website. I have never heard of someone so giving that has already had so much taken away from them.


http://www.jokes4miles.com

and orange was his favorite color(:



the only thing that's faker than that rumor is the person who started it. 

What do I really want for Christmas?
Self esteem.