weird science 2[a story that im writing this is the first chapte, by seductora87 Subscribe to rss feed for seductora87

 That year was yet the best and the worst, at the beginning
of my high school year I was just trying to fit in but my
middle school shadow was behind me. So in Middle School I
had this huge crush on  a popular guy and my number one
enemy Brianna did a joke on me that ruin my life since the
day she decide to play Romeo with us. So she write love
letters from him and email them to my cell phone so the next
day at school I ask him and they laugh the guy just tell me
that he didn’t know anything about it. That makes me a
crazy teenager that is obsesses with the most popular and
gorgeous men around in middle school. My friends stop
talking to me and every one laugh at my face every single
day of middle school since that horrible day. And so I
decide that this year was going to be different but when I
enter to my first day of high school the same story was re
written. But I didn’t give up… well I did and my
freshman and junior year were horrible for me, a night mare.
But those two years of high school I get obsess with this
article that I find on internet that talk about this two guy
who invented a machine from there home computer that created
the perfect women and how this make them be popular at
school and everything so I start a investigation  about it 
and didn’t stop until I find the answer to created the
perfect men,  I had a fabulous plan, creating a boy who was
in love with me and was my boyfriends, he will be at my high
school and I will become popular and revenge from Brianna
and his boyfriend who yes I have to admit still as gorgeous
and popular as  the start of the year I guess even more. I
didn’t think that it could work but still I was having fun
and I stop thinking a little big about the pranks that they
make to me.  In September 3  was the beginning of my senior
year and Brianna did a horrible thing presenting an award
for me in front of the hole class a loser award and she did
a speech about why people couldn’t be like me. There was a
big storm I went running into my house, I was alone my
parents went to a business trip for two months and I luck my
self in the baseman and start working on my project crying
and them miraculously this huge thunder felt in my house
directly at my computer and grape in smoke appears this
handsome men of 18 years old. He was completed naked and I
couldn’t belief what was happening. He was like in
terminator the movie when           comes from the future.
The muscles, the blue eyes, how tall he was and strong, how
he talk and that he was all my and he was there. My dream
had come truth I could get revenge. I start my plan and not
the next day but the followed I was in school when this
gorgeous boy come transfer from Italy and ask me if he could
sit next to me. But that wasn’t enough and the pranks
still there. At the end of my class the machine men
“Taylor Mckessie” that was how I name him say this is
not gone work we need to give you a make over.
Posted: 2009-03-22 00:04:46 UTC

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