Why, hello people of fanfiction! This is my story!

I'm sorry if you were expecting a hilarious regale of The Confessions Of Georgia Nicholson, because this is not it.

No, I chose the Georgia Nicholson diary's because it is quite similar to my ORIGINAL story. So, sorry if I have tricked, dooped, confused, hoodwinked or bamboozled you, but you are welcome to read my stort :D

So, shall we begin?

I hate Valentines Day. It's just another day to express that overrated feeling that is called 'Love' or as I call is, 'Crap'

Everything is covered in pink, red and white hearts and is just another day to torment the single people.

But the whole concept of love, well, is not comprehendible to me. I'm not one for oxymorons but there is no other way to put this.

I hate love.

Chapter 1 – Friends

"Elysia! Ell, wait up!" I heard Taylor yell out as I stuffed my gloved hand deep into the pockets of chocolate brown jacket. I turned around, to see Taylor sprinting down the concert side walk. I cringed, expecting her to take a face plant at any moment.

As she reached me, I caught her shoulders so that she would affectively stop and not run into a wall, as was our nature.

"What…do…you…think?" she breathed, bending over her knees and gasping for air. She finally straightened up her back and showed off her outfit which she had hurriedly changed into after school. She twisted around slowly, showing how her perfect lean legs fit into her red skinny jeans. Her top was black with the words 'Shit happens, Aye?' in sparkly letters. She cropped it short to show her white singlet underneath. It was a little inappropriate for the weather, since I was pretty sure it was minus zero, despite the shinning sun, and she would get told off by any teachers walking by, but all in all it looked pretty decent.

"Absolutely horrible" I told her, smiling so she would know it was only a joke. She didn't seem to get it.

"Really? I could change if you think that something else would go. I mean I thought it was alright, but I trust your-" she was starting to turn hysterical. I interrupted her before she could have a full blown panic attack.

"It looks perfect on you. Just like everything else" I told her, taking her bag from her. She rolled her eyes at me. I was envious of Taylor's figure. She was long and lean, her stature willowy. She had a little bit of chestyness and her long hair shined bronze in the sun. Compared to my "hourglass" figure, she seemed perfect.

We were almost to my sister's car. When we got there, I popped the boot and I shoved our 40kg bags in the back. My sister, Jade, was leaning against the side, texting some random person called 'Brady.'

"What the hell took you guys so long?" Jade asked, not bothering to take her eyes off her mobile. Both Taylor and I rolled our eyes.

"We had to get changed" I told her. She finally tore her eyes away from the screen and gave us an incredulous look.

"I had to fight the boys off with a stick" she told me, sighing heavily. I sighed at her typical angst teenager self, though she was nineteen. She would give anything to be with her 'wife' as she called her best friend.

"Hey, let me see what you're wearing" Taylor suddenly asked me, like realizing that she forgot to survey every angle of my outfit.

"I'm pretty sure you're not blind" I told her

"Come on!" she whined and I sighed. I finally gave in and did I little twirl so she could fully see what I was wearing. I wore my warmest jacket, one that made me look classic and kept me from looking fat in its bulky-ness. My gray wool mittens were shoved deep in the warm recesses of its pockets. My favorite black skinny jeans clung to my legs, a black oversized graphic tee shirt of some random bowling ally logo tied loosely at one end to show a white singlet underneath it. Taylor laughed at our similarities and picked at my hair, which was tied up in a lose pony tail. As she played with it, and then finally decided to leave it out in its natural curvy waves, I tried to distract myself.

I turned around to see Zack, Tom and Erik all running around like a couple of five year olds, Zack unexpectedly jumping onto Toms back and whipping his butt like a horse. Taylor and I both laughed. Jade turned and walked over to the driver's side of the big bronze Pajero, which was need for the large crowd that was to be transferred from school to the cinemas. She started talking animatedly to her best guy friend, Brandon, who sat in the passenger seat. She demanded that he come along if she were to keep her sanity.

I got my cue to follow as she flipped her black extensions impatiently. I told Taylor to go get in the car as I tried to round up the boys, or as I called them, "my shorties," just for the fact that they were considerably shorter than me and most people in our year. I was pretty sure that Zack's younger brother was taller than him.

I turned towards the boys just in time to see Erik tackle both Tom and Zack.

I laughed hysterically, falling to the ground in my fit of laughter.

My friends I marveled as I wiped away the laughing tears.

When Zack opened the door, all the boys except for Jake, Taylor's brother, rushed out and ran around in circles. Taylor and I were laughing so hard as we got out, and because of our lack of concentration, we both tripped on each other's feet and fell to the ground. We stared at each other wordlessly, and then broke into hysterical fits of laughter. We finally got up to see Jake getting out and shaking his head at us, and my sister and her friend laughing so hard that they both started gasping for air.

"Seriously, you should get your inner ear checked out. No person can be that clumsy." He laughed at me. I mock scowled and him and suddenly inhaled in shock.

"What?" he asked

"I'm impressed. You actually know where balance comes from." I teased him as he walked past us, mumbling incoherently. Taylor high fived me.

"Point one to Ell" she stated as we walked into the cinemas.

"More like point fifteen" I laughed as our shorties followed after us.

Taylor suddenly rushed up to Jake. I rolled my eyes, knowing what she was going to say before she said it.

"Um, Jake. When is Ray getting here?" she asked innocently, batting her eye lashes like a moron. I giggled as I watched her try and pout.

"Hey Jake!" someone interrupted before Jake could reply.

Speak of the devil, and the devil shall appear.

"Raymond!" Taylor squealed delightfully.

Raymond, or as many others called him, Ray, was the all time crush of Taylor, and the best friend of Jake. He was captain of the football team, AFL team, Rugby team and any other ball shaped in an oval. He was short compared to Taylor, but so was everyone else. His sandy blonde hair had a taint of red mixed with it all that seemed to make all girls swoon at the sight of it. I didn't know why though. To me, he was just another red head.

"Hey carrot top" I yelled to Raymond "Thought the plan was to enter in slow motion?" I mocked him.

"Aw, there's the sarcastic bitch I know and love" he stated, smiling innocently.

"Oh crap, that's right. She was supposed to be hiding in Mexico" I snapped my fingers in mock frustration. Raymond laughed, but other wise ignored me.

"Hey Ray" Taylor greeted him, twirling her hair stupidly. I face palmed. She always twirled her hair when he was around.

"Hey Taylor" he replied, not bothering to turn away from a group of blondes that he was staring at. Taylor didn't notice.

"Omg! Did you just hear that? He said 'Hey!'" she started doing little dances. I rolled my eyes and went to go collect money from every one so I could go pay for our tickets.

"Seven tickets for 'New Moon'" I asked.

"Well, well. Who do we have here?" A horribly familiar voice asked seductively. A plan formed in my head and I grinned.

"You want a piece?" I asked sweetly, internally laughing at what I was doing.

"Can I have the whole cake?" Conner Max, the local man-whore asked as he and his friends laughed.

"Alright. Where do you want me to kick you?" I asked, turning around. Conner's face went red and he cussed loudly.

"Robins? What the hell?" he asked me, making sounds at the back of his throat as though he was about to throw up.

"Yeah. And in your dreams, dog" I told him, referring to his last name. I walked back to Taylor. By now nearly every one in our group was watching. It was only Erik who was trying to flirt with a girl. I laughed as the girl slapped him.

"This isn't over Robins" he shouted after me.

"Woof woof" I replied, knowing he would hear me.

"Oh my gosh! That was so awesome! I mean the CGI was so good and the script was so true to the book!" Taylor gushed on and on about the movie, naming the actors and the character of which was her favorites.

"Yeah, but I really don't like the way Bella uses Jacob and then just dumps him" I told her. She shrugged it off.

"But did you see Taylor Lautner? Yum-my" Taylor broke the word into two. I laughed at her face, and turned around to see the boys talking energetically. Taylor and I walked towards them, wondering what they were talking about.

"…and did you see how gay those 'Werewolves' were?" Zack laughed

"What I really loved was when Edwin dude walked into the sun! I laughed so hard I fell of my chair!" Raymond replied to him.

"Personally, I think he made the vampire thing just so that he could wear body glitter" Jake snickered.

"You think that was funny. Ell and Taylor were drooling like the cave girls they are!" Erik nearly yelled out

Taylor and I glared at them and they all looked nervous. Raymond walked away peacefully, knowing we wouldn't hurt him.

Zack, Tom, Erik and Jake looked like they were about to make a run for it.

Zack and Erik did.

"Come back here!" I shouted, running after them. Their girlish screams echoed through out the cinemas.