Post by rosie marie ∞ on Oct 23, 2012 16:01:47 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true] [style=width: 120px; height:120px; float: left; background: transparent; padding: 0px 0px 0px 20px;][style=width: 400px; height:200px; float: left; background: url(http://i1126.photobucket.com/albums/l616/riverdaleprep/ariana-g.png); border: 7px solid #1c1c1c;] we're never getting back together [/style][style=width: 404px; height:60px; background: transparent; font-size: 10px; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing:2px; line-height:105%; text-align: justify; padding:5px 0px 0px 0px;]so he calls me and he's like, i still love you, and im just like, this is exhausting. we are never getting back together. like ever. TAGGED: sammie,heather WORDS: count em! i sure aint STATUS: incomplete I ball changed to the pull area, gracefully gliding around. I slowly opened the outside pool gate, catching envious stares. Slowly, I made my way to my tanning chair. It was in the best tanning spot, and everyone knew not to touch it, or they'd socially die. I smirked, flashing flirty grins at boys. They all freaked out, I knew I was a big deal. The biggest deal at this school. As much as they tried, even Sammie and Heather knew they didn't compare. I lay down and stetched out. Yawning, I rolled over on to my back, making boys whistle, staring at my butt. And, honey, it wasn't flat, but I mean I didn't have a giant fat butt. It was.. Cute. Suddenly I felt a presence next to me. "Hey Rose!" Someone said. I looked up seeing Sam, and Heather. Thankfully, there were two other, less cool, but nice chairs there. [/style] |
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