that's a mighty fine looking high horse; closed.

~Teegan~
I pull on a silk blouse and black skinnies, and I exit my bedroom. My maid hands me my purse and the keys to my Ferrari and wishes me good luck on my first day of senior year. I never thought much about the first day, everyone already knew me, I was the most popular girl in Huntington Beach High School. But hopefully this year, I won't have to face those boys and irritating Johnny Seward from last year.