Description
One minute + One encounter + One decision + One extremely hot guy = Disaster These are definitely all the ingredients you will need to morph a life. And not always for the better. Have you ever heard the elders in your family talk about those rushed decisions? Like marrying in a Vegas chapel by an Elvis Presley reverend? Have they ever warned you about those extremely foolish right-on-the-spot plans? The ones you know you'll definitely regret once you sober up from whatever alcohol, high or just rush you were on? My family did, they did all the time. They were always trying to knock some sense into my 'Adamantium hard' skull. It so was ridiculous and irritating. And with I being the full of herself vampire I am, I usually laughed at they wrinkled asses. You only live once I used to scream in their ancient faces and I will make the best of my numbered years here on Earth. Well, technically, I am an immortal creature, but this is not the time to talk about technical issues. I always did what I deemed appropriate, knowing that I find hitting an elderly woman if she stands in the way between me and the last Ben & Jerry's chocolate cookies dough ice cream container in the store, acceptable. I mean, we're talking about ice cream here people. Human or not, it's something sacred. Damn, I've strayed from the main subject. What was it again? Oh, yeah. Advices. Wish only I listened to their wrinkled asses after all! You may all be asking yourselves what this fuss is all about . . . Well, let me tell you. This is about how my once perfect life took a one hundred eighty turn. This is the story of a young, lively and extremely full of herself teenage girl named Jess Royce Me. ________________________________________________________ ALL RIGHT RESERVED TO THE AUTHOR, ME, SOFIA MAHMOUD.
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