content and with whoever I want. Whore, slut… yeah, that’s me. But when you’ve
been through what I have? You’d understand. Being a senior at CSU isn’t exactly amazing, the
work is shit and the girls are bitchy. None of them know how to let loose, they
judge me, call me names and look at me like I’m worthless. At least I’m honest
about who I am, those girls are just like me, they just won’t admit it.
Back in my junior year I screwed with a football
player, a guy so hot that your panties combust with just one look from him. My
rule of never going back to the same guy twice stops me from entering that
territory again. Hey, not that I really want to. Me and Dante, we hate each
other. Some say we clash and are too much alike, others say we had a sour
relationship. Got to love the rumour mill, right? I hate him for trying to be
me; claiming to be the big player on campus but really he’s just a pawn in mine.
But that doesn’t stop my head and my body from wanting him, needing him. Every
woman wants him and I’m not completely immune, but I know the game and I play
it fucking well.
I’ll score more notches in my bed post than him,
I’ll be the one laughing when he falls from his high and mighty throne. But are
we a volcano ready to erupt? Are we really just two peas in the same pod? Are
we fucking other people to get each other out of our system? I’m not sure I
care; I just know I need distance from everything that’s Dante.
girl, hates the sun and hibernates when summer arrives! She lives at home with
her 3 year old daughter, where they spend the day watching Frozen and playing
person, job, home life, health issues and a love of reading. After reading the
Fifty shade phenomenon, she went onto social media to seek other authors
writing the same or similar genres. She entered a world she didn’t know existed
and went on to open a successful blog.
burner while she learned the book community and met a bunch of amazing authors
and readers alike.
start writing, hoping against hope that her friends and fellow readers will
like what she brings to the table.
passion for words, story telling and anything pink. Dreaming up characters and
talking to them out loud is a daily occurrence for Abigail. She finds it
fascinating how a whole world can be built with words alone, and how everyone
reads a story differently. Now following her dreams of writing, Abigail has set
out on the crazy journey of being an author. When she’s not writing, she’s a
mother to two daughters, who she encourages to use their imagination, as she believes
that it’s a magical thing. Abigail loves to get lost in a good book and is
rarely far away from her kindle.