Meow meow motherfacker this story is being redone batch.

"Heart of stone, hair soft and cold. Left alone. Her eyes sharp as knifes. But as fragile as glass. Living doll. She missed her mom, her dad left faster than a bullet from a gun. All she had loved was gone. But that's not what it has to be, you can be free with me." My god, stop sending me love letters. This is the last time I am gonna tell you this. I don't love you, and you can't change that.

We're just friends.

I left the young bluenette stunned. His heart shattered into a million pieces. His soft violet eyes closed as he started to sob as he walked away. I didn't want to be harsh, but I don't like getting love letters everyday. I'll get him something to cheer him up. I walked to the marble counter. I asked the brunette if I could walk to get some Starbucks. My piercing eyes caused her to hesitantly agree.

As I walked to the coffee shop I got a few stares. Probably because of my attire. I wasn't the average person. I wore a purple crop top and some matching shorts with some purple translucent fabric for details. I get it, I don't get my clothes from Wal-Mart. I walked into the store and waited in line.

"Hello, welcome to Starbucks what can I get for you?"
"Can I get 2 tall triple carmel frappachinos and a tall white hot chocolate."
"Yes mam, your total is $13.24."
I paid the overly happy lady and went on my way. I got back to my friends house and told them I got Starbucks and to come and get their drinks. (Best friend name) asked what movie are we gonna watch. (Random guy name) voted Saw and I agreed. We watched the movie, (Random guy) was a wuss. (BFF) even cried.

I just laughed at them.

They asked to sleep with me, because they were afraid someone would take advantage of their horrified forms. I agreed and just kept laughing. Little did I know someone would take advantage of us.