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Hello Witty girls!(: I'm Giselle, I'm fourteen years young & I blow out my candles on February 5th. I learned about Witty about two years ago & I'm so glad a friend of mine introduced me to it. Witty has made me realize I'm not the only one going through tough times & other girls out there feel the same way I do. I love Witty. I love my family & friends. I love boys. I love flirting. I love camping. I love  make-up. I love  learning new things. I love  meeting new people & making new friends. I love  winter. I love Jersey Shore. I love fashion. I love Seventeen Magazine. I love Gossip Girl. I love Leighton Meester. I love ItsKingsleyBitch. I love Jenna Marbles. I love junk food. I love candy. I love movies. I love Awkward. I love swimming. I love tanning. I love going to the beach. I love challenges. I love acting. I love jewlry. I love shoes. I love dance. I love popcorn. I love you all. <3

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Giselle <3
You are all beautiful. Don't think for one second you're not. Because then you'd be lying to yourself. If you ever need a friend, I'm here for ya.<3
-Giselle
Please check out my current story: That Summer

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Expecting 
Chapter 1.
I woke up to my cacophonous alarm, it was demanding that I wake up immediately. I proceeded to dislodge my warm, comforting blankets off of my queen-sized bed. Today was my sixteenth birthday. Yeah, that's right, Victoria Cross is officially sixteen years old. I quickly opened my closet door and looked deep into my walk-in closet until I spotted the outfit I had spent weeks perfecting: a flared dress in patterned chiffon with leather pumps. I hurriedly applied my make-up, I was already running late and as much as I like to make an entrance, today would have to be the most extravagant of them all. “Victoria, hurry up! Your father and I have a surprise for you,” I heard my mother call from the bottom of the staircase. He is NOT my dad, I thought to myself. “Coming,” I responded in the sweetest voice I could muster. As I grabbed my belongings, I started down the staircase. Once I reached the bottom of the stairs I shot my mother an unimpressed look, she just gave me a meak smile in response. “Go outside,” she said, opening the door. I walked out to my front lawn and then I saw it, A RANGE ROVER! I squealed at the sight of it. I couldn’t believe my mother and stepfather actually got me something as nice as the car of the year! “Honey, you are no longer grounded and the party is back on,” my mother said to me in such an excited voice I felt bad for resenting her since the incident last year. I pulled my mother into a bear hug and I could feel her tears on my bare shoulder. Then she dropped a bombshell,”Victoria, I’m so sorry. I’m sorry for putting you through such a harsh divorce. I’m sorry for never being there for you. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Please forgive me, sweetheart. Please forgive me, I’m begging you.” I starting tearing up at the sight of my mother sobbing. Even though she cheated on my father and put our family through so much, I still loved her. “Mom. Mom. MOM. Calm down. I’m going to school.” I gave her a quick hug and kiss on the cheek and she gave me the keys to my brand new car in exchange. As I drove to school, I received many text messages, missed calls, incoming calls, and voicemails, most likely regarding my birthday. I pulled up to Oak Hill High School. I parked and hastily got my books from the passenger seat. I walked up to the quad and got many pitiful looks. Okay, I know it’s my birthday, but what’s up with the sad looks, I wondered. “HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU. HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR VICTORIA. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU.” My best friend Gabby Love jumped on me,”HAPPY BIRTHDAY TORI!!!! Is the party back on?” I smiled as I replied,”Yes, yes it is.” My group of friends burst out in cheers,”WOOOOOOOOOOO! PARTAYY! CAN’T WAIT!” My boyfriend, Nate, got a hold of my hand and pulled me aside, “I’m sorry...” I gave him a puzzled look as my friends overcame with such a sudden silence. “What the hell is going on,” I asked. “I cheated on you,” Nate said.

 


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That Summer
chapter 7.


Two years ago: This summer was going to be different than any other summer, I thought to myself. "I can't wait to go to the beach tomorrow!," my best friend Haley said excitedly. "Me neither, I haven't seen Nate in a whole year," I said smiling shyly. "Wait a second. I thought you were over him," Haley says, puzzled. "And why would you think that," I ask, just as confused. "Well, I mean you never see him so...," she says, not completing her train of thought. "We Oovoo all the time," I say defensively. Haley doesn't say anything else. "Let's just finish packing," I say quickly. She nods in agreement. Bring! Bring! Bring! Bring! I was getting a video call from Oovoo. "Who is it from," I ask Haley. "Oh, no one. Just Nate," she says plainly. I jump up and run to my laptop. I accept the call and I see Nate, looking better than ever. "Hey," I say shyly. "Shelbs! I've missed you," he says, with a huge grin plastered on his face. "I've missed you too! Good thing I'll see you tomorrow, right," I reply. "Yeah, you will! I see you're packing and spending quality time with your friend before you leave, so bye," he says. "I'm coming too," Haley says, correcting him. "Oh, you are," he asks mischievously. "Yes, yes I am," Haley says, obviously flirting with him. "Um, well, we need to finish packing, so text me," I say. What if Nate chooses Haley over me

Author's Note:
Sorry I haven't written in so long. I've been really busy with school, but I promise I'll write more this weekend!

That Summer:
ChapteSix

Two years ago

 

"Shelby, did you hear what I just said," Nate asks me. I nod. We sit on the warm sand in silence. "How do you feel about me," he asks. "Um, I'm not sure," I say. "Well, why not," Nate inquires. "You kissed that girl right in front of me. You said she was your first kiss.You told that girl she was the most beautiful girl you've ever met. You said that to me. You told that girl you thought you were falling for her," I say in a small voice. He doesn't say anything for a while. "I did all of that because I like you. A lot. I know I shouldn't have done it. I wish I hadn't because I feel terrible. I used Skylar and I hurt you," he says. So my mom was right, he was using Skylar to make me jealous. I don't know how to feel at this point. Maybe I'm taking this all way too seriously. He's just a boy. You'll meet others. Don't get so hung up over one boy. "Okay," I respond at last,"I forgive you." Nate smiles. His teeth are perfect. And those lips of his. I want to kiss them. "Nate, I really like you," I add shyly.  Nate kisses me. It's like he read my mind. "I really like you too, Shelby." He walked me home that evening. We're on my porch and I'm waiting for that fairytale good-night kiss. Instead, I get a high five. "This is when you high five me back," Nate insists. I giggle and high five him. He pulls me in for a kiss then says,"You didn't actually think I would give you a good-night high five, did you?" "I hoped not," I say giggling. Nate kisses me good-night once again. "See you tomorrow, Shelby Elizabeth Walker," Nate says, smiling. "See you tomorrow, Nathanial Andrew Bass," I reply, smiling as well. I haven't stopped smiling after he told me he felt the same way about me. "Someone looks happy," Josh, my older brother says, smirking. "Were you spying on me? God, you're so annoying," I say, shoving him. He makes a face at me and I shove him again. I go up to my room, still smiling. I change into a pair of black baggy sweatpants and a lime green oversized t-shirt. I go to sleep thinking:
Maybe one day I'll be Mrs. Nathanial Andrew Bass. Mrs. Bass. Shelby Elizabeth Bass.

That Summer:
Chapter Five

Two years ago
 

What have I done? Why did I run away? I don't even know where I am. I'm so lost right now. I'm in the middle of nowhere. Well, while I'm here, I might as well think. Yeah that's what I'll do. I'll try to make my way back and think. As I'm making my way back, or at least attempting to, I see Nate and that girl. "I've been looking for you everywhere. Why did you run off like that," he asks angrily. Even though I'd only known him for two days, he didn't seem to be the type to be angry. My eyes well up with tears. My voice quivers as I say,"I just want to go home." "Okay, we'll take you. Calm down. Everything's going to be okay," he says calmly,"By the way, Skylar meet Shelby. Shelby meet Skylar." I give her the evil eye and follow Nate on our journey back to my beach house. No one says a word. We walk in silence. I hope Nate didn't tell my family I took off. My parents would freak out. I decided not to ask him. I mean, why bother? He's so bipolar at this point, it's better to just leave him alone. We arrive at my house about an hour later. "Thanks," I say to Nate. He pulls me in for a hug and I stick my tongue out at Skylar. "Your welcome," he replies. To Skylar he says,"Come on let's go to the boardwalk. I'll win you a huge stuffed animal or something." I walk into my house. I see my mothers standing in the kitchen on the phone, preparing lunch. I run over and give her a hug. "I love you," I whisper to her. "I love you too, honey," she says. I finally let go and go to my room. I need a nap. Now. But before I can take my nap, my mother's at my door. "Shelbs, is there something you want to talk about?" "Yeah, there's a lot I want to talk about." I explained everything that's happened in the last 24 hours and then I ask,"How do I fix it, mommy?" "Honey, you can't fix this. This is just something everyone goes through in their life. You both need time to think. He obviously is using Skylar to make you jealous. And if he is, he's not worth it. I don't want my daughter to think she has to put up with a boy treating her like trash. You deserve better. And I'm not just saying that because I'm your mother, but because, before I married your father I was in an abusive relationship. I let that man hit me.  I let him make me feel worthless. Until one day I decided enough was enough. I called the cops. He went to jail and I met your father. The love of my life. Now I'm not saying that Nate is abusive or will become abusive. But what he did to you today is not right. I need you to realize that. You know I'm always here for you, Shelbs. I love you."  I hugged my mom for a long time. A moment like this doesn't need words. In that very moment I realized that my mom truly does love me and that I don't need a boy to tell me things to make me happy. The next morning I slept in. I finally dragged myself out of bed at 1 PM. I showered, shaved, brushed my teeth, put lotion on, blow dried my hair, and put on a fresh pair of denim shorts and a pale blue tank top. My mom was waiting for me on my bed. "Nate's downstairs. Waiting for you. Remember what we talked about last night." She got up and kissed my forehead and walked out of my room. I was flabberghasted. What was he here for? I didn't want to waste anymore of my precious summer. In the end, I decided to talk to him. I walked downstairs. He looked better than ever. My heart skipped a beat and my stomach was instantly filled with a million butterflies. "Hey, let's take a walk," Nate said. "Okay," I replied. We were walking on the beach for about ten minutes and he said,"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have acted that way. Skylar's just a longtime friend of mine and I asked her to help me out. I didn't know it would make you so upset." When I didn't say anything he said,"I really like you, Shelby Elizabeth Walker."

That Summer:
Chapter Four

Two years ago

As I make my way home it starts to drizzle. Great, just what I need. Rain. I start to cry even harder. Why do I mess everything up? This could have been my first real relationship. My first real summer love. Something. But now that's not going to happen. I could see the hurt in Nate's eyes. How will I ever explain to my mother that I broke her best friend's son's heart? Maybe she'll disown me. Shelby, stop being so irrational. Mom will understand. Or at least I hope. By the time I make it home, it's thundering and lightening and I'm soaking wet. I open the door and I see Nate sitting on the couch playing video games with my brothers. My dad's making dinner. My sisters are writing in their diaries. My mother and Nate's mother are chatting and reading magazines. No one is even the least bit concerned that I could have been struck by lightening. Or kidnapped. Or killed. Or something. They all seem as if they don't have a care in the world. This is the kind of picture that would be in a family magazine or something. I stomp up the stairs and stomp all the way to my room. I slam my door as hard as I can, but a clap of thunder drowned it out. I throw myself onto my bed and scream into my pillow. I hear a knock at the door. "WHO IS IT," I yell grouchily. "It's me," a voice replies. "WHO," I ask. The door opens. It's Nate. "Hi," he says awkwardly. "Get out," I snarl. He slowly backs away. "Chill out, kid," he says calmly. "Get out," I yell at him. "Fine," he yells back. He stomps out of my room and slams the door on his way out. I'm so frustrated all I can do is cry. I cried myself to sleep that night. You know how in all the movies the girl's mother always comes into the girl's room and comforts her daughter, well where was my mom when I needed her most? The next morning I'm as grouchy as ever. "Morning, Shelby," my mom says cheerily. "Leave me alone," I say in a cold voice. My mother's smile fades. "Don't you ever use that tone with me ever again, young lady," my mother says to me, matching my cold voice. She turns back to the stove and continues making pancakes as if nothing just happened. "I'm going for a walk," I said in a fake-sweet voice. "Breakfast is almost ready. Your walk can wait," my mom says. "I'm not hungry," I protest. "Then don't eat. We eat meals as a family," she says calmly,"Now go wake your brothers and sisters up and let your father know breakfast is almost ready, he's outside." I shoot her a doubtful look and walk out the door, ignoring her orders. I can't believe I just did that. I have never in my life acted that way toward my mom. I mean, come on, she's my mom. I feel horrible. I instantly want to apologize, but something deep inside of me tells me not to. To just leave it alone. She'll get over it. As I walk on the beach I spot Nate with a girl. They're splashing each other and laughing. The girl has blonde hair and a fit body. She throws her head back and laughs every time Nate says something. I guess Nate caught me staring at them, because he chose that moment to kiss the girl. He said very loudly,"You're my first kiss and you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen." My eyes start to water and Nate looks like he feels bad, but quickly says even louder,"I think I'm falling for you." And that's when I lost it. I ran. I didn't know where I was going. I just ran. I kept running until I got tired. I had no idea where I was.

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That Summer:
Chapter Two

I looked deep into the eyes of Nate; my crush of two years exactly. Why couldn't he admit he felt it too? This thing between us. When we met two years ago, I instantly felt sparks. I knew this guy would be hard to forget.. I just hoped he felt the same about me. We met through our mothers, who are childhood best friends. Why they didn't introduce us sooner is beyond me.

 

Two years ago
 

"Shelby, there's someone I'd love for you to meet," my mother said excitedly. I expected it to be some boring girl who my mom expected me to become insta-BFF's with. I calmly walked down the stairs. Once I reached the bottom of the stairs, I saw him. I felt my knees weaken and my heart skipped a couple of beats. "Hi, I'm Nate," said the boy. In a tiny voice I said,"Nice to meet you," then, as an afterthought, I added,"I'm Shelby." I flashed a weak smile in his mother's direction. "So, Nate, I'll be borrowing your mother for the day. Have fun you two," my mother said to Nate. Then it occurred to me she wanted me to hang out with this boy. How can I? I could barely tell him my name and I'm supposed to spend an entire day with him? Maybe he'll end up ditching me for my older brothers.."Wanna go for a walk on the beach," he asked shyly. I quickly nodded and said,"I'd love to! How about a picnic? I'll pack some food, drinks, and a blanket. We can watch the sunset.!" When he didn't answer immediately I thought he would say no, but instead he said,"Sounds like fun. I'll help you." "No, it's fine, really," I responded quickly,"Take a seat on the couch. The remote is on the coffee table. You can watch whatever you want while I pack." I passed my younger sister Jenna on the way to the kitchen,"Wow! Your cheeks are so red! Have you been outside all day? I bet you got a sunburn. I can't believe mom still has to remind you to put on sunblock." She rolled her eyes and went upstairs. I speed-walked to the bathroom. "One. Two. Three. Look. In. The. Mirror," I said to myself. I laid my eyes on my reflection in the pristine mirror. "OH MY GOD!," I screamed. "Is everything okay," I head Nate yell from the couch. "YEAH, FINE. PERFECTLY FINE," I yelled back. I washed my face with some water and walked back to the kitchen. I packed two turkey sandwiches, strawberries, chips, cookies, and two canned Cokes. "Okay, all set. Let's go," I exclaimed enthusiastically. He turned off the 80 inch plasma television and walked to the door. "Here, let me hold the basket," Nate offered. I handed Nate the basket and off we went. We found the best spot to watch the sunset and ate. Once we finished our early dinner we just laid on the blanket and talked about life. Then he said it. Those three words I will never forget. "You are beautiful," Nate said to me quietly.