So I have not been on Fanfiction for a long time—my bad! I have no real excuse… ^^'
Please don't hate me? Lol, here you are!
I had an interesting life. Always have, always will. Not interesting in the "cool" way. Interesting in the "you creep me out, stay away from me" way. In the sixth grade, I had huge fights with bullies to the point they started calling me "Sparta" as a cruel joke. Police got involved, charges were pressed—I nearly had to go to a foster home, but eventually, everything "calmed down" by the last week of school. I thought that I would never go back to that school, but my mom insisted on my going back, so I did. The problems were fewer than in the sixth grade, but it still wasn't even close to "normal". So by the eighth grade, I went to a different school. There, I was known as the crazy (in both the good and bad way) funny, smart, awesome, girl to my friends. And to everyone else, anti-social, not cool, and weird. I had all As and Bs for once in my life, and things were looking pretty good, until one day I my language arts teacher tried to claw me to death over my missing homework assignment.
Okay, a slow start, but it will pick up soon enough. :)
This is for all my friends- you may have different names in my fic, but you know who you are. This is for you. Happy end of the year gift for you all. :)