My Twisted Love Story, Faith Gunter [easy books to read TXT] 📗
- Author: Faith Gunter
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"As I was backed against a wall the only thing that I could think was, "How the heck did I get myself stuck in this situation?" How did I get in the middle of all this mess? Out of all of the creatures that could want to kill me now, why did it have to be vampires? Why did I have to be the 'Chosen One’? Why did I fall in love with that big idiot? My name's Elizabeth Montgomery, but you can call me Lizzie. I'd be happy to tell you what's going on now. But I think that I should just start from the beginning.
It was my first day at McKinley High. I'm a junior in high school. My Parents are pretty okay. They are both real estate agents. Lame right. They never do anything that's exciting. Well, besides the move. Our whole entire house is white. Except for my room. My room is blue and green. I have green shag carpeting. My walls are sky blue with white painted on clouds. My bed is in the ground like literally. There is a square hole in the floor and my bed is in it.
The comforter on my bed is covered in flowers, and because the hole isn't that deep it makes the bed look like a garden. My desk is on a platform that goes in and out of the wall. A sliding slab of a wall covers it when I push it back into the main wall. My closet revolves and is color coordinated. Did I mention we are rich? Yeah that’s why I'm soo mad that they made me move. I was going to William Smith Prepatory, the finest prepatory in the country.
Trust me I’m not stuck up. I just didn't want to move away from my friends.
"Lizzie! Please get up. It's time for school." My mom yelled from outside my locked door.
"Okay, I'm coming!" I yelled from in my room.
I quickly got dressed in a blue and red plaid skirt with a white shirt and red leggings. I also put on a navy blue blazer. I put on some silver flats, and red accessories to match. I ran downstairs grabbing my phone of my desk before having it retracted into the wall.
"Bye mom. Love you." I said as I ran out of the door.
I was running late so I drove very fast to school. When I finally got there I bumped into someone. The Hottest guy that I have ever laid my eyes on
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"Hi, I'm Nick." said Nick. He had hazel brown eyes that sparkled in the light. He had dark brown hair. It went perfectly with his lightly tanned skin. He was pale but kinda like a tanned pale. He had distinct facial features. And he was very muscular.
"Hi, I'm Lizzie." I said extending my hand to him.
He shook it with a smile on his face.
"Um, I'm sorry for walking into you Nick." I said looking down at my feet.
"It's okay, I sort of ran into you too."
"Hey Nick, c'mon man we have to go to class." One of his friends called to him.
"Okay Blake, I'll be there in a sec." He said turning back to me."So I guess I'll see you around?" He asked.
"Sure. See you around." I said blushing.
I looked down at the paper that the school sent to my parents. It said that I have American History for my first class. It's in room 301. Let's see. I'm by room 305, so 301 must be right down the hall.
I walked down the hall to room 301. I walked in and handed my teacher a piece of paper. She directed me to the desk with her hands.
"Pick a seat" She said.
I picked a seat in the back of the class room. I always sit in the back. It just seems much more spacious back here. I pulled out my notebook and started doodling.
Class was starting so I had to put it away. Bummer. I looked to my right to see who was next to me. It was a little pixie like girl.
"Hi, I'm Amber. You must be Lizzie. We are just going to be the best of friends."
"Okay, Nice to meet you." I said with a smile. Hehe, she's weird. I like it.
"How do you like the school so far?" asked Amber.
"It's cool. I like the size not to big not to small. perfect size."
"Yeah!, So why'd you move here?"
"Well, My parents are real estate agents.They wanted a new area to work in. So we moved here."
Publication Date: 08-11-2011
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