In Phoenix I smoke a lot of pot. I drink a lot too. I wonder if Edward has as much sex as I do. Because I have a lot. I called Jacob in the middle of the night during Christmas break and ask him if he thinks I'm a slut. I'm barely seventeen and I think I've had more sex than most. But Jacob tells me to shut up, that he'll make me forget it when I see him in six months.
I grow my hair out a little. It's not long, but it can fit into a pony tail and I suppose that's as long as I need it to be.
