Dear Readers:

First off hello!

Alright, so yes this story was up before however I took down the 3 chapters I posted due to so issues I was having with the grammar errors. Now, yes I do know that there are still a lot of those however, it is much better than before.

Moving on, I am trying really hard to have this story finished by the end of this week, so in 7 days the goal is to be pushing the complete button.

Anyways here is the story…

Read, Review, and Enjoy

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-Prologue-

Boys, well they are something that not everyone can figure out. Boys are like a different type of existents, no a different type of human being that makes it impossible to understand them. Well, it at least makes it hard for girls to understand them.

For example; how do you know when a boy doesn't like you? I mean it's not like they just walk up to you, grab you by the hips and lay a big smooch on you. No, of course that doesn't happen because that only happens in the movies.

So, I guess by now you're kind of wondering or saying what boy fucked this girl up. Well, I will tell you which boy. His name is Edward Cullen aka my mother's best friend's son.

Edward Cullen the boy that I fell in love with at the age of thirteen but refused to give me the time of day. So, around high school when I had enough of him running around with sluts I decided that I was going to make him give me all the time I wanted. This is when I came up with 'the plan.'

The plan was that if Edward only slept with sluts then that must mean that he only would give his time to a slut. So that's what I became.

I became one of the best sluts that Forks High has ever seen. I took notes from each girl that I would see walk out of Edward's bedroom. The way they dressed, walked, talked, looked, and how they acted.

Needless, to say at the end of this wonderful plan I ended up landing myself in a rehab and still Edward didn't give me time of day.

So, overall it took me one day to come up with this plan, two weeks to self-destruct myself, and one week in rehab.

Now I was on my way back home to Forks, Washington and my lovely mother was throwing a 'surprise' welcome back party for me which I knew that if my luck was depending on whether or not Edward Cullen would be there well, he would be.

The reason being is because my luck sucks and apparently so does my life. All because I wanted to make Edward Cullen give me some type of attention.

Oh, did I also mention that I kept a diary of everything I did and every thought I had and that said diary was missing?

Yep, totally fuck my life…


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