Status: and when your down, and feeling blue, grab my hand and i'll lead you through
Joined: May 28, 2012
Last Seen: 1 decade
Birthday: May 13
user id: 303441
Location: East Haddam, CT
Gender: F
how do you know youre alive if you don't hurt?
Hello my young ones :) my names courtney and i am 13 years young. i've had some bad times in life but, even though they're not that big, they drag me down. my dad died when i was 5, almost 6 and my mom met a guy named mark. she dated him for 5 and a half years and she just rescently broke up with him on augest 16 2O12. i hate to admit it, but i am super happy he's going away. i didn't enjoy life with him. even if he was my only father figure. my mom desrves so much better than him. she's a wonderful person and he was a cold hearted beast. he used my mom for a house to live in instead of his parents house and my mom uesd him for 1. a boyfriend and 2. getting things done around the house like getting them fixed. i am a really good listener and when i'm up for it, i'll give really good advice. i'm a sucker for people who have had a rough life. i'm just saying. i actually find it kind of attractive for them to bite their nails and cut. okay no if they do it for no reason its not cute, but if they've been through a lot i like that. please don't hate me. it's really confusing... i hope you get it. subtlysam is a really great guy. i just met him today (augest 2O) please try to get to know him. you won't regret it. now, if you want to learn more about me, just drop a comment in my comment box. i'll be glad to reply.. unless its hate. but other than that, im fine :)

if youre having sucidal thoughts please talk to someone or me. im open and there are a lot of people out there that are willing to hielp. if you need help in general, just ask. please. i don't want you to do bad things to yourself that would lead to bad endings. if its already bad, don't make it worse... :)

big boobs, my friend had mini basketballs for boobs and then put my guinea pig on them..
wifey 4 lifeys, this is me, courtney, and my wifey, heatherLOVE YOUmore buds

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Tell Me About it.
*Chapter 3*

We reached my house and nobody was home, as usual.
"Wow." Seth said staring at my house in what looked like amazment.
"What?" I asked curiously.
"Your house.. it's huge." he told me.
"Really? I think it's just decent to our family." I said.
"How many people do you got living in your house? 20?!" he exaggerated.
I laughed. "No. I have one father, one mother, and a sister... and me of course." I told him.
"That's it?" he asked me.
"Yeah why?"
"Your house is huge." he said with his mouth dropped.
"I get that," I said with a laugh.
"But.. but it's h-" I cut him off.
"I know... how about we get inside and have a drink. What do you want?" I asked him.
"Umm, you have Iced Tea?" he asked me.
"What kind?"
"Yeah. One sec lemme get it." I walked to the fridge for drinks and grabbed it instantly. Green Tea is the family's favorite drink so it was right in front.
"Thanks babe," he said with a smile. "Aren't you gonna get some?" he asked me.
"Oh! Yeah I got it, " I said as i jogged to the fridge again. I grabbed the same thing. There was a long scilence of us just glugging our drinks.
"Sooo..." Seth said, breaking the scilence.
"Sooo..." I said mimicking him. We both laughed. But then after a while we got into one of those 'meaningful stares' for a couple minutes but I couldn't take the whole thing seriously so I started laughing after a couple minutes. He smiled.
"I love your laugh," Seth told me. I laughed again. He was so sweet.
"So what do you want to do?" I asked him.
"What do you have to do?" he asked me.
"Well, I have a pool table, an air hockey table, a ping pong table, that football thing, Rock Band 2... umm, that's all the stuff that's inside I think." I listed all the things that popped into my head.
"What are the things you have outside?" he asked.
"I have a trampoline, a pool that starts at 3 feet and goes down to 10, a beach- don't worry it's clean!- boating, canoeing, we can go on the hammock. I can't think of much more," I told him.
"Canoeing sounds fun," he said.
"Okay let's go!" I said as I grabbed his hand and led him to our beach. It was just behind my house. "Okay so here's the canoe.. we need to drag it to the water. The paddles are already in there. I got this end, can you grab the other?" I asked him.
"Oh yeah sure!" he said as he ran to the other side. We picked it up and brought it to the shoreline. I set it up and had him sit on the back. I dragged it into the water and we were off.
"Start paddeling!" I jokingly yelled as I handed him the paddle. "Go go go!" I laughed. He laughed as well. He paddled one way and I paddled the other so we were going in circles. I turned around to face him and we just started talking. Talking about everything. Like, what our favorite color, food, drink, thing about each other.. everything. I liked learning things about him because he was so interesting. After a little bit, we got into some personal stuff. "So, what's so bad about your mom?" I asked him, hoping he'd tell me.
"I-it's nothing.." he said looking down.
"C'mon Seth. It's something.. you can tell me don't worry," I assured him.
"Well, when I was around 5, my real mom ran away. She left the whole family.." he said getting quieter as he said the sentence.
"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry," I told him.
"Then my dad found a girl and she seemed all fine and dandy, so he married her. For the first couple months of their marrige, she seemed like a wonderful lady, but then she started getting weird.." he said hesitantly.
"What do you mean?" I asked confused and kind of worried.
"Well, she kept yelling at me for no reason, or for such a tiny reason and she took it way out of control. That happened last year. It went on for quite a few months.. Then she started hitting me with her hands. And then, with a belt. Then she hit my sister."
"Wait.. you have a sister?" I asked him, not knowing about it.
"I did..." he said starting to tear up.
"What happened?" I asked really worried.
He started off slow, "Well, my step-mom..." he hesitated,
"she killed her..." 

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Wow! Did you expect that? Okay so, I feel like I'm loosing my readers ALREADY so, I don't know what's going on... if you aren't reading it please tell me.. thanks :) I work really hard on these stories and if no one's reading them I just won't post them on witty anymore.. thanks for reading if you are though! I might not notify you after I post this because I'm going to an aquarium but I will notify you RIGHT after it! I'm sorry! :(
title format: TheMascaraSeries

Tell Me About it.
*Chapter 1*

Deardra's outfit: http://quarterz69.polyvore.com/

"Deardra! 2O more minutes then the bus will be here!" my mom screamed up the stairs. I quickly threw on a flowy white shirt with a black bow, some jean shorts and my blue dangly earrings. I ran into the bathroom and coated some eyeliner and mascara on and flew out my door. "Wow Dee. If you were 5 minutes later you woulda missed the bus," my sister told me.
"Well I still have to put on shoes and grab my purse.. so let me get ready Kaelene!" I scolded. I grabbed my black converse and slid them on
"Don't forget your p-"
"I didn't forget my purse Kaelene now shut up," I told her even though I did. I ran to my collection of purses and grabbed a white one with a golden strap. "I'm going to the bus mom love you bye!" I screamed and I was out the door. My sister doesn't take the bus. She gets a ride from her oh-so-great boyfriend. He's really cute, I have to admit, but he's dating her for her boobs.. and other things. I don't know why she adores him so much. I made my way to the bus stop and pulled out my phone.
Cool. 1O minutes to just chill on the old bus stop bench that would break if I was 2O pounds heavier. I slowly lowered myself down onto the bench, but quickly got back up. I saw someone. I saw Kegan.
"Hey Dee!" Kegan yelled.
"Umm, hey!" I yelled back. Why on earth was he coming on the bus? I waited until I could just talk to him instead of yelling to ask the question.
"So, don't take this badly but, why are you here?" I asked him with a laugh.
"Well, I was kicked outa my ride to school so, I came to you! Is that a problem?" he asked me.
"No no no it's fine I was just wondering." I assured him. We talked for the last 5 minutes until the bus came. The bus driver gave Kegan a really weird look as to why he was coming on our bus but he let it be. I sat alone and Kegan was heading towards the back but he looked to where I sat and he went with me.
"Why aren't you sitting with your buds back there?" I asked him.
"You seemed lonely.. I'm sorry do you want me to leave?" he asked. I shook my head no and grabbed his hand, telling him I wanted him to stay. We talked for a while about random things. More random then you would think. We talked about sand castles and orange juice and just random things. I honestly loved him... as a friend. No wonder why he was so popular! Then he asked me some questions. "So, how are you with love. Like do you like the 'movie scene' things? Or are you more of a person like, kiss me and that's it. No romance needed." He asked me.
"Do you really want to know?" I asked him.
"REALLY really?"
"REALLY really."
"Okay," I started off. "Well, I'm all for the sappy kind of romance. The 'kiss me in the rain' or the lovey dovey things to say to people. I just think it's really sweet. Ya know what I mean?" I confessed.
"Wow. It's like you read my mind." He told me.
"What do you mean?"
"That's exactly what I would of said if I had to answer. Wow.." he told me. I was honestly suprised. I didn't think he was for that. Just the way I see him. Wow. We both sat there in astonishment until the bus ride was over. I threw my backpack over my shoulder and Kegan grabbed my hand. Now this wasn't one of those little kid ways where their hands are just together. No. This was a full on interlocking fingers grab. What was going on? Am I dreaming? I pinched the side of my leg so Kegan wouldn't see me weirdly and, da*n did it hurt! Yeah I'm definatly awake. But why is he doing this?
"...Kegan?" I asked him hestiantly.
"Yes?" he asked.
"What's going on? Why are you do-" he cut me off. With. A. Kiss. A full on kiss. Once we broke I took my hand away.
"Kegan!" I yelled.
"I.. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that. Sorry." he told me.
"Then why'd you do it?!" I was getting mad. But it was nice..
"I.. I don't know. I have to go," he said.
"No!" I grabbed his hand this time. "What's going on Kegan?" I asked him.
"I'll have to talk to you later. Bye.." he said and let go of my hand.
"What?" I whispered to myself. I slowly started to walk again and reached my way to the school door.
"Hey Dee!" someone said to me.
"Wazzup Dee?" a jock said to me.
"Oh look it's Dee!" someone screamed and at least 5O people ran to me and tried to talk to me. What? I just pushed through them and walked to my homeroom. People were forming that thing where they all push to the sides of me and leave an asile of people.
"Hey Dee you got an A+ on your last test! Congrats!" Mrs. Humer told me handing me the paper. Every question had a check next to it. I'm in for a crazy school day. I turned around and there was Kegan.
"Will you be my girlfriend Deardra?"
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hi! thanks for reading! crazy right? it gets better! if you want to be notified just ask!
i didn't think i would make this that long!! :)
title format: TheMascaraSeries

Tell Me About it.

Hi. My names Deardra. I am the most popular in the school so don't mess with me.
The only bad thing about being popular is that guys only like you for your boobs and your free will to let them get in your pants. Let's just get this straight: I'm a junior in highschool and I've let 15 guys get into my pants.. I'm not the good child, or good student. I'm not a good person. I'm just a gorgous person. I have pencil straight blonde hair that reaches the end of my back. My eyes glow of hazel. My lips are nice and plump and are lathered with a coat of chapstick twice a day, morning and night, to give them a smooth texture. Everyone is jelous of me. They all bow down to me. They all love me. I'm wonderf-
I slapped my alarm clock to go off. Wow. I was gorgous. Stupid dream. Getting my hopes up. Well, this is me. Deardra Thompson. Just a junior in highschool. Sure, I may look that way in real life like I did in my dream, but no one notices. I used to be butt-ugly. Luckily for me though, as I reached the age 14, I became to be quite a smexy lady. Last year though, I was known as "pimple face" or "four eyes" or "walrus". Everybody hated me. I had but one close friend. His name was Kegan. Kegan Smith. He's amazing. The best friend in the world. And everyone loves him. So, I'm the least popular in the school and everywhere and then I'm best friends with the guy who's known in Africa. Anyways, I got some skin care solution for my pimples, I lost 4O pounds over the summer, and got contacts. Now, I look like a model.. and I am in no way cocky so for me to say that is
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hi! thanks for reading this if you did! tell me watcha think. good? bad? horrible? AMAZING? i need to know!! thanks again! and it will get longer don't worry! (it should get better than this though) oh and the title format goes to TheMascaraSeries.