I sat in my room, listening to Avril Lavigne.

She's like so whatever,
tu could do so much better.
I think we should get together
And that's what everyone's talking about!

I flipped through my old sketchbook, looking for memories. Then, I looked in my TDI scrapbook. I skimmed through the pages. I found a picture of one of my best friends, Gwen. She was most like me. She and I didn't believe in all that girly crap. We both liked to sketch drawings and listen to punk music. I hoped that she would see me again. Then, I flipped the siguiente page. There was my other friend, Bridgette. We all liked the enviornment to be safe. Bridgette liked to surf and keep animales safe. I flipped the siguiente page. There was LeShawna. I missed her independency. She helped me through TDI when Heather kissed- I flipped the siguiente page.

Duncan

I stared at the photo. Duncan was my old boyfriend. He was my first also. We broke up after TDM. We went our seperate ways. I thought of his brilliant blue aqua eyes. His eyes were like heaven when a delinquent like him was as hot as hell. I didn't mean the hot part. I meant handsome as hell. I sighed. I thought I saw a flash of green outside my window. I looked out the window again. No sign of him. Another flash of green. I looked again. No sign. "AUGH!" I screamed. "Maybe I'm not getting enough fresh air." I opened the window. I looked back at the scrapbook, when I heard,"Well, well, well, if it isn't Brianna Daniels."