Love Like Blood

Being the daughter of the most popular- and only pastor in your town wasn't the greatest thing in the world. Everyone was always scared that if they did something wrong to me, and I told my father, that everyone would turn against them in town, Especially after what happened in the 3rd grade with this boy would tease me. It made a lot of people cautious around me and I hated it. I was in my senior year, and so happy that wouldn't have done to deal with it anymore. But at the same time it was kind of a good thing.

My father's status in town made me somewhat of a celebrity. So you could say I was popular in school. I had good grades, never drank alcohol or smoked anything- to their knowledge. Little did they know that even though I came off as having a squeaky clean track record. I was a bit of a badass to everyone elses standards. Everyone that knew me for my entire life thought I was normal. I wore pink, typical "preppy" girl bullshit. I only do that so no one has shit to say about me, and to please my father...

Yes, I was the Pastor's daughter. But little did he or anyone else know that I would be the bad seed of the bunch.