Status: Fin
The Untitled Diary of a Girl Named Bones
How can I say this all started?
Oh yeah, three names: Aimee, Erin and Brittany.
My three best friends in the whole world.
If It weren't for them, I wouldn't be in this fine mess. But eh, their retardation isn't their fault.
It's their parent's, for not having safe sex.
We all met at school. Eighth grade. Technically, I had known them all for many years, but I hadn't really noticed them. They weren't "my crowd".
Yeah, I was a...how do you call it? A prep. Yeah, one of those.
Until a certain backstabbing friend changed that.
But that's an entirely different story.
I entered that fateful, final year of middle school with a mission; To find out what a true friend was like.
And seeing as we're all Juniors in high school, and seventeen [or almost seventeen] years old, I must say, we've done pretty damn well.
Now, we had a pact. To infiltrate the group that we called the "band boys."
We were determined to snag all four of them:
Brendon, Ryan, Spencer and Jon.
Honestly, they wouldn't know what hit them.
Oh yeah, three names: Aimee, Erin and Brittany.
My three best friends in the whole world.
If It weren't for them, I wouldn't be in this fine mess. But eh, their retardation isn't their fault.
It's their parent's, for not having safe sex.
We all met at school. Eighth grade. Technically, I had known them all for many years, but I hadn't really noticed them. They weren't "my crowd".
Yeah, I was a...how do you call it? A prep. Yeah, one of those.
Until a certain backstabbing friend changed that.
But that's an entirely different story.
I entered that fateful, final year of middle school with a mission; To find out what a true friend was like.
And seeing as we're all Juniors in high school, and seventeen [or almost seventeen] years old, I must say, we've done pretty damn well.
Now, we had a pact. To infiltrate the group that we called the "band boys."
We were determined to snag all four of them:
Brendon, Ryan, Spencer and Jon.
Honestly, they wouldn't know what hit them.