Quotes added on Wednesday, January 12 2011

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                                        in love.♥  for a reason

if you fall for them, they have to be willing to catch you.<3

                                              Bestfriends grandma
"hey katie why dont we go visit my grandma?" "Fine by me Ashley."
-We get there- "Hi grandma!!" "Hi Ashley" "Hi Mrs. Day" "Ughh who are you?" -as she squints her eyes-"grandma this is Katie my BESTT friend you should remember her.." "Ohh hi seth." "no grandma her name is katie" "WHERES MY PUDDING!" 'grandma what are you talking about" "Ashley i didn't know you had a boyfriend what's his name?" "Grandma thats not my boyfriend that's Katie my BEST FRIEND!!" "Hey Bobby would you mind getting me some pudding?" -katie looks at Ashley- "oh just forget it" -gets pudding-

Oh Mrs. Day :D
-she calls me stuart now :P she thinks I'm the butler-

I do not own any part of All Time Low.

I spun the dial to my locker with lack of enthusiasm. The maroon paint in the metal that ran the length of the hallway was chipped, adding more age to the walls of this ancient school. Dulaney was a random school in the middle of Maryland. Everyone knew everyone else and knew more rumors about you than you did yourself. And of course, being the new girl in school, which I seemed to be often, I was the talk of the school. Nothing too exciting ever happened in these kind of towns, so when you gained a new student, it was like a celebrity moved next door to you. Everyone took it upon themselves to look you up and down and figure out who you were without ever asking. I read my new locker combination and twisted the lock until I heard the sudden click of the right combination being entered. I tugged on the latch of the ugly locker and it cracked open, I sighed. Thankfully I wouldn’t have to play games with this dumb locker today. I pulled up the sleeves of my pale green, Billabong Shore Thang pull over sweatshirt. The shoulder of the sweatshirt hung off the side of my arm messily, sliding off of my shoulder and exposing the white, lacy strap of my tank top. I pulled my black and white checkered bag off of my shoulder and pressed my right knee against the set of lockers below mine. I slumped my backpack against the lockers, using my knee as a prop as I pulled out my binders that I knew I wouldn’t need. I’ve gone through this process too many times to count. I knew what I was doing by now. “That’s the new girl” I heard a terrible attempt of a whisper behind my back. My dark brown side bangs fell over my eye while I turned my head the direction of the voice. My messy hair was fixed in a clip on the back of my head. My dark green eyes tried to follow the noise, but it was useless. I was already frustrated with this new school. I slammed my locker door shut while swinging my backpack back onto my shoulders. I gripped my new schedule in my hand tightly. “Yes, I am new. And yes, I am a girl” I announced to the hallway, hands in the air in surrender while I made my way down the rows of lockers. I no longer cared what people thought about me, I was just another face in this school that would probably be moving before they even learned my name. My black, SANUK June Bug Canvas shoes scuffed against the tiles as I trudged down the hallway to my doom, my first day of class. It wasn’t like I could blend in like I did at the beginning of this school year when I first moved to Arizona. It wasn’t the beginning of the year, and I was much too tan at this point to be another pale teenager in the dead of January. “You’re lookin’ a little lost” I heard a voice enter my brain. I turned my head towards a naturally pretty brunette girl who smiled gently at me. I smiled weakly and shrugged, looking back over my schedule once again. I would doubt I’m even in the right hallway. “Obviously I’m new, and couldn’t follow directions for the life of me” I joked lightly, handing over my piece of paper without a need for her to ask. No need to embarrass myself any further than I already have to at this point. Her eyes scanned the paper and nodded with a small smile. “I know exactly what class you are going to, it’s in the same hallway as mine. Want me to show you?” “Please” My voice came off desperate. She laughed lightly and nodded for me to follow her. “I need to stop at my locker really quick, do you mind?” I shook my head ‘no’ as I continued to trail behind. She had to have been a senior; she had a locker in the same hallway as mine. “So what’s your name?” The girl asked me while she dialed her combination and hit the door once before she pulled it open. That’s an interesting technique. “Stella Harrison, you?” I stood awkwardly at her side while she fished through her things. She had pictures lined up on her locker door, quite a few with the same boy that she is kissing more than once. And she also had a picture with a group of guys, her in the middle with two attractive boys on each side. “Kara Diakoulas” She smiled at me, green eyes kind. At least the first person who had the guts to talk to me wasn’t a douche bag. She seemed really nice. “Are you a junior or a senior?” “Senior” I sighed, loving the idea that school only last a few more months before I was out of here for good. She laughed and nodded. “Same here, excited to get out of this place” She glanced around the hallway with a look of disgust before slamming her locker door shut. I nearly jumped when I noticed that there was boy behind that locker door. His long shaggy hair hung in his face, and suddenly it hit me that those are the pictures of the boy in Kara’s locker, it was her boyfriend. 


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I'm giving up.
I'm not leaving you; I never could.
I just can't wait any longer for the day you'll want me back.