Continued Summary: Caitlin lives with her two best friends, Sebastian Spencer and Daniel Paris, and works for a fancy schmancy business. What happens when she literally falls for Aaron Sanchezz, the GORGEOUS guy who kept her from nose diving into the concrete?
A story full of love, tragedy, hilarity, and romance, this story will make you say "Awwwwww!", cry(maybe), and maybe even possibly piss yourself. x

-cough- Ahem.. Well, I'm taking a break from my Twilight fanfiction. -gasp- Bite me. -.-' And I'm going to write a NICE, FICTIONAL.. sorta.. GENERAL story. 0.o Please read it. x Please please please please! :D

My Happy Ending

by My-x-Little-x-Decoy

(AKA What-a-sick-masochistic-lion)

Chapter One

"HOLY CRAP NUGGET!" I screamed, tripping and falling flat on my face in the carpeted hall of the building where I worked. I sighed. This was normal. I was what you should call, "The worlds biggest klutz." I whined into the carpet. It smelled like feet.

"Caitlin! Are you alright?"

Dan bent down infront of me, and I looked up. Daniel Paris.. or Dan as we call him, is extremely good-looking, if I do say so myself. He has brown shaggy hair, and blue eyes, and a tongue ring. (Dies) But, he's been my friend for years.

"Aghh.. Just the usual. Almost killing myself." I frowned.

Dan helped me up, and I stumbled some more. He rolled his eyes. I huffed, and tried to fix my hair.

"You are never going to out-grow that, are you?" he asked. His British accent kills me.

"Apparently not, my little Decoy." His nickname is "Decoy" because of our song. Decoy, by Paramore.

He started to say something, when I ran face first into none other than the chest of Sebastian Spencer, my other best friend.

"Yo, bloodsucker. Watch it."

I slapped his arm. "YOU, Sebastian, can STFU."

He grabbed my wrist and playfully smacked my butt with his book. "No thank you."

"At least I haven't attacked stuffed animals and claimed I'm a "Little teapot shjort and sotus,"" I said, smirking. His face lost some color, and he said,

"Are you ever going to drop that?!"

I shook my head. "Nope!"

Seb had blonde hair.. at the moment, that is.. and blue eyes, a left eyebrow pericing, and a double cross tattoo on the inside of his right wrist.

He sighed, and slapped my butt again.

"Will you cut that out?" I asked, annoyed. Dan was cracking up. "Shut up, Daniel."

They both started to laugh. I flipped them off, and went to my office.

I flopped into my chair, and turned on my computer. I hurridly logged into myspace. I checked my messages. As usual, they were comments about my chest. I sighed. Dan always threatened to kick the people who commented like that's asses.

I sighed again, and leaned back in my chair. And.. me being me, of course, it tipped backwards, and I bonked my head on the potted plant behind me, and all went black.

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"Caitlin! Caitlin, wake up! Come on!"

I could immedately tell that was the voice of Dan, and I was probably sprawled across his lap. It always worked that way.

"Eughh.. This is awful possum, dude," I muttered.

"Caitlin!" Dan exclaimed.

I tried to sit up, but two other hands pushed me back into Dan's lap. "You idiot. We thought you had fallen out your window or something." That was Seb.

"Ahh. Not that again. It was one time! Stop bringing it up." I was slowly opening my eyes. The first thing I saw, was Dan's head above me, with his hair around his face. "Hi."

"Stop hurting yourself, darling. Please?" Dan asked. He just happened to be like my big brother of whom happens to be way to effing handsome.

I sighed. "Not like I can help it. This is me we're talking about, Decoy. Not you. ME. The walking, talking, klutz. It's like a mental illness or something. I mean, come on!" I kept on blabbing. "Who trips over a cordless ph - " Dan covered my mouth with his hand.

"Shut up, Caitlin."

Seb laughed. "Shut up, Bloodsucker. Please. For once in my life." Seb was smirking.

"I have. That one time. When you knocked me out. With your big-ass butt." I smirked now. He had been bumping into me, cos he was drunk. IMAGINE THAT!! And he knocked me down, and hit me in the head with his ass. (insert rolling on the floor laughing here)

"SHUT UP," he growled. He flicked me in the head. Sometimes his bisexualness showed. Like now.

"God, Seb. Stop acting like a girl," Dan muttered. Seb smacked him upside the head.

Is it enough to love?

Is it enough to breathe.

Somebody rip my heart out,

And leave me here to bleed.

Is it enough to die?

Somebody save my life.

I'd rather be anything but ordinary please.

Seb threw my phone at me, and it hit Dan.

"Hey! Watch it."

I picked it up. While still having my head in Dan's lap. Which was weird.

"Hello?" My voice sounded weird.

"Caitlin?" the voice on the other end asked.

"Yes? And who may I ask is calling?" I was confused. I couldn't place the voice.

There was a silence. "It's LOGAN."

I sat up so fast Dan fell backwards, and then so did I. Now this was awkward. And now Seb was rolling across the floor, and slamming into my desk. Ha.

"LOGAN?!" I hadn't heard from Logan in months.

"Yeah. Is that a good or bad thing?" she asked.

"Good! It's fan - fucking - tastic!" Dan laughed, and I could feel it.

Logan laughed. "Can I talk to Seb for a sec?"

I threw the phone at Seb, and he said, "OW! Damnit. Hello?", and I pulled myself off Dan. This kind of crap always happened.

"God. Attack me why don't you?" Dan said, smiling, and trying to fix his hair.

"Dont' make me rip out your tongue ring, dipass." I threatened to do this a lot. When we were younger, I almost ripped it out.

"Oh, fine."

Seb made this really girly squeal, and me and Dan exchanged looks, and burst into hysterics.

Seb glared. "Logan is going to go out with us tonight, okay?" he said.

"OH! Yeah! That's just fine!" I was grinning, and laughing, and Dan was just laughing.

Ah, man, I love these two guys.

Ahh. What do you think? It gets more interesting! I swear. x This was just introducing some characters. Well.. review.. :D Please. Please? D: