Taylor. Ohio. Bisexual. Tumblr, tea, sims, Harry Potter, and music. Yes.
I looked up at myself in the mirror, and sighed. I was so disgusted with what I saw. What was wrong with me lately? I had to pull myself together, and stop crying. I didn’t want to look pathetic meeting my cousin Emma’s best friend for the first time. I pulled out some concealer and powder and covered the huge bruise on the side of my face, dried up my tears, and put in some eye-drops in to clear my eyes, so it didn’t look like I had been crying, and walked out into the living room. “You look better.” Emma said, giving my a fake smile. “Don’t talk about it, or I might cry again, okay?” I said, fanning my eyes to make the tears go away. “Look, Taylor, when are you going to learn not to let people hurt you! Especially your boyfriend! He is supposed to love you! Not beat you!” “Emma, STOP!” She was about to say something else when there was a knock on the door. “You should get that.” I said, plopping down on the couch. In walked a tall, skinny blonde boy. He had on a Green day shirt, gray skinny jeans, and black Converse. And he was wearing eye-liner. Don’t only girls wear eye-liner? “Hi, I’m Taylor.” I said, holding my hand out. He completely ignored my offer and sat down on the chair next to the couch. “Dalton.” he murmured. “Well, your best friend is a keeper!” I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes. He laughed and said, “I’m still here, you know?” “Yeah, I know. That’s the point.” I said. “Well, seems like you two are hitting it off just fine.” Emma laughed, and sat down next to me on the couch.