You were the schools "Little Miss Perfect"... Straight hair, straight A's, straight forward. Always the perfect, straight girl all the guys fall for. Never blacked out at any party. At all. But that's about to change...

You were always confident, witty, and perfect as everyone says... but behind your perfect personality is a sad... forced smile... being perfect isn't always a good thing... sometimes it means having to hide your true emotions behind a happy mask... and the things was... you did so well at it..

One day, during school you and your friends were talking down the hallways, you were leaning against your locker... and just then... a pretty girl would pass by, catching your eye... she was blonde, with pale blue eyes... Once she had passed, your heart would flutter, but you don't dare utter a word. Because that would be absurd for "Little Miss Perfect"...

That was a week ago... Present times... you were invited to a party at your rich friends house... in fact- everyone was invited... "That coccky little brat-" you thought... but hey- nothing's gonna go wrong, right...?

Later that evening... the girl you saw would approach you, starting up a conversation... turns out her name was Taylor, Taylor Yarrow... things went well... but something about her... made you feel different... it was exciting. Her smile, her smirks, her jokes which almost made you choke-... her laughs... drinking and drinking... and for the first time ever... you lost control... without thinking you ended up kissing her.