I Hate You More

by Alexandra Moody

“Why do you think?”

Come on Ally!!! Dont be oblivious!

Chase and I were like oil and water; our molecules wholeheartedly repelled each other.

It seems that way for only one of you Ally

There was something so innocent about her beauty. She had these huge doe eyes and sweet lips that were shaped like a love heart. I used to think she was some kind of angel. She had become significantly less angelic since I realized her long hair hid a set of horns and she carried a quiver of barbed arrows across her back that she enjoyed aiming in my direction.

Wherr are the real boys like thie? Do real boys actually think this stuff?

She was spoiled, spiteful, and stubborn as could be.

Bud, don't be rude you just don’t know how you feel

My skin prickled from the contact, like some kind of natural warning sign that I was getting too close to danger.

Or FIRST FIREWORKS PEW PEW PEW!