Posted 11 May 2013 - 05:24 PM
Two best friends.
Two fake ID's.
1 small white lie that changes everything.
Danielle and Skye: They're both two beautiful, smart girls who have it all. They might be best friend but that doesn't mean they're exactly alike, in fact they're complete opposites
Meet Danielle- Adventurous. Shy. Random. Fearless. Charming. Those might be some words to describe her. She's Captain of the Soccer and Lacrosse team. Known as the nerdy one, but also the flirty one. Dancing is her passion!
Meet Skye- Creative. Optimistic. Suave. Imaginative. Affable. Those 5 words describe her perfectly. She's Captain of the Tennis and Softball team. Known as the not so nerdy one, but also the hungry one. Art is her passion!
The only thing that brings them together is the greatness of they're white lies.
Tired and disparate to get away from the loud honking and loud crowd of New York City they jump at the opportunity when Simon Cowell, Skye's uncle offers them to stay at his mansions over the summer.
T'was the night before Simon had to meet with the boys from One Direction at his home. And the night before the little white lie became larger than the girls expected.
Getting into an exclusive club by pretending their 19. The two girls meet two extremely hot guys, a curly haired boy who couldn't his eyes off Danielle, and one Irish one who couldn't keep his eyes off Skye. Farther into the night the girls and the boys start to talk.
Who are the boys you ask? Well none other than Harry Styles and Niall Horan. The little catch here is that both boys are 19, while the girls are 16 going onto 17.
At first it was a dream come true for both girls- they were going to parties , concerts, meeting famous stars and so much more but that was before their little white lie starts going over the edge and they have no clue how to control it anymore.
If i let you know i'm here for you
Maybe you'll love yourself like i love you.
i've lost myself. idunno what i'm doing anymore. i promised myself i would never be that girl, but i guess some promises were meant to be broken. i wanna stop hiding. i want someone to listen, to hold me close and tell me everything will be okay. i just wanna go back to being the girl that didn't care. i wanna go back to being the that wouldn't pick at her skin, the girl who wouldn't hit her arm to make the pain go away. i wanna love myself again….
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