Can
we pretend
that
Aeroplanes in the
Night sky are like
Shooting Stars
'Cos I could really use
A wish right now
Aeroplanes in the
Night sky are like
Shooting Stars
'Cos I could really use
A wish right now
You are
gorgeous and honestly, if you're
super thin or bigger
than the
majority, you
can lose
weight, gain weight
or
stay so
forever.
You know what
would not change? your heart,
it
will always
be what makes you more beautiful.
-Hayley Williams
(Paramore)
(C)Karma'saB¡tchRight
pd: I saw this in Spanish (I'm from Argentina), I translated it on a translator (that does not mean that I always translate all my quotes), sorry for every mistake!
pd: I saw this in Spanish (I'm from Argentina), I translated it on a translator (that does not mean that I always translate all my quotes), sorry for every mistake!
That's what you
GET WHEN
YOU
let
your
heart win.
Don't let
small-minded people tell you your dreams are too
big
- Hayley Williams
- Hayley Williams
The thing
is our generation,we fight everyday to get through life.
-Hayley Willliams
-Hayley Willliams
I love my best friends sooo much!!!<3 They r always there for
me when I need them!<3 I love u Hayley and Logan!!<3
Movie Star
Chapter 1
Hayley
"Glad to see you finally decided to join
us, Miss Threadgold," my English teacher, Mr. West, said as
I walked casually into the classroom....twenty minutes late. I
hadn't been to school in about two weeks. I'd
been.....sick. Oh, who am I kidding? I was at Ronnie's
getting drunk, as usual.
"Thank you, John," I said, smiling up at him. "Did you miss me?"
Mr West glared at me and a few of the people in the class snickered - he wasn't the right teacher to mess with. Like I cared.
"Not really," he spat. "Take your seat."
"I'm hurt," I said, smirking. He rolled his eyes. I went to the back of the class and took my assigned seat next to Neil Martin. Ew. I hated him. He was a goody-two-shoes and I could just tell he hated me too - not that I'd ever actually talked to him. I didn't need to talk to him. I knew we would never get along.
"As I was saying," Mr. West continued on from where I had interrupted.
I rolled my eyes and sat back, taking out my phone. Three messages from Ronnie, my best friend. Well, my only friend. She was like me, but that wasn't too good. We argued lots, but I could count on her to have my back. She lived two hours away, though. I replied to her text.
Neil Martin nudged me. "Ew. What do you want?" I spat - it came out a little louder than I intended it to, but who cared what he thought? Or anyone else in the school for that matter.
He nodded towards the top of the class, where Mr. West was glaring at me. He made his way down to my table. "Phone," he said, putting his hand out.
I laughed. "John, do you really need to take my phone? Can't you afford your own? Go buy a cool one, you won't want mine - it's a crappy little thing," I said, stuffing my phone up my sleeve.
Ten minutes later, I was sitting outside the principal - Mr. Long's - office for "disturbing class." All I was doing was talking to Mr. West. How is that disturbing everyone else? Assh.le
A boy with black spiky hair and no school uniform stormed out of the office. I knew him - everyone did. He was the male version of me. James Dillon. Man, that boy sure was good looking.
"Hey there, Hayley," he said, winking at me. "What are you doing here?"
I held up the little slip of paper that Mr. West had given me. "Disturbing the class," I said, rolling my eyes. "How about you?"
"I haven't worn my uniform in three months. I think Mr. Long is started to get p..sed off," he said, smiling crookedly.
"Ah, Hayley," Mr. Long said from the door of his office.
"Fionn," I said, smiling up at him. "Long time no see. I'm sorry I haven't been round in a while to pay you a visit."
Mr. Long grinned and walked back into his office, telling me to follow him. I liked Mr. Long - he understood me. He understood that I wasn't going to change. End of story.
"Good luck, princess," James said, winking at me as I stood up.
"I ain't no princess," I said, smiling flirtatiously at him as I followed Mr. Long into the office.
"Thank you, John," I said, smiling up at him. "Did you miss me?"
Mr West glared at me and a few of the people in the class snickered - he wasn't the right teacher to mess with. Like I cared.
"Not really," he spat. "Take your seat."
"I'm hurt," I said, smirking. He rolled his eyes. I went to the back of the class and took my assigned seat next to Neil Martin. Ew. I hated him. He was a goody-two-shoes and I could just tell he hated me too - not that I'd ever actually talked to him. I didn't need to talk to him. I knew we would never get along.
"As I was saying," Mr. West continued on from where I had interrupted.
I rolled my eyes and sat back, taking out my phone. Three messages from Ronnie, my best friend. Well, my only friend. She was like me, but that wasn't too good. We argued lots, but I could count on her to have my back. She lived two hours away, though. I replied to her text.
Neil Martin nudged me. "Ew. What do you want?" I spat - it came out a little louder than I intended it to, but who cared what he thought? Or anyone else in the school for that matter.
He nodded towards the top of the class, where Mr. West was glaring at me. He made his way down to my table. "Phone," he said, putting his hand out.
I laughed. "John, do you really need to take my phone? Can't you afford your own? Go buy a cool one, you won't want mine - it's a crappy little thing," I said, stuffing my phone up my sleeve.
Ten minutes later, I was sitting outside the principal - Mr. Long's - office for "disturbing class." All I was doing was talking to Mr. West. How is that disturbing everyone else? Assh.le
A boy with black spiky hair and no school uniform stormed out of the office. I knew him - everyone did. He was the male version of me. James Dillon. Man, that boy sure was good looking.
"Hey there, Hayley," he said, winking at me. "What are you doing here?"
I held up the little slip of paper that Mr. West had given me. "Disturbing the class," I said, rolling my eyes. "How about you?"
"I haven't worn my uniform in three months. I think Mr. Long is started to get p..sed off," he said, smiling crookedly.
"Ah, Hayley," Mr. Long said from the door of his office.
"Fionn," I said, smiling up at him. "Long time no see. I'm sorry I haven't been round in a while to pay you a visit."
Mr. Long grinned and walked back into his office, telling me to follow him. I liked Mr. Long - he understood me. He understood that I wasn't going to change. End of story.
"Good luck, princess," James said, winking at me as I stood up.
"I ain't no princess," I said, smiling flirtatiously at him as I followed Mr. Long into the office.
Author's Note:
Yeah, so, did I do good? :) What do you think? Let me know! I love feedback.
Two chapter because the start is so boring.
It gets better.
Oh and if you don't understand some words just ask me because they might not be used in USA/Uk/Canda/wherever.
Thanks Witty<3
Yeah, so, did I do good? :) What do you think? Let me know! I love feedback.
Two chapter because the start is so boring.
It gets better.
Oh and if you don't understand some words just ask me because they might not be used in USA/Uk/Canda/wherever.
Thanks Witty<3
