• So I haven't actually done anything with this story since I finished it over 5 years ago. It's one of my really early works and I'm hoping to go back and edit it like crazy. Here's the updated version since I last revised.

    Chapter 1
    “Anna Banana! Wake up! You’re going to be late, again.” Mrs. Wilcox yells.

    “OK, OK I’m up!” I scream back. My name is Anna Mary. Once again I am looking into my large antiqued white framed mirror. I don’t consider myself beautiful. I am just an ordinary 16-year-old girl. Though I am rich, am the president of the yearbook committee and head cheerleader, I don’t think of myself as perfect.

    This morning I wake up late because of my bratty younger sister. I have a younger sister, Taylor, Tay for short. I also have an older brother, Steve. Tay turns off my alarm, but thankfully my mother wakes me. My mom is a surgeon and my dad is a lawyer. They aren’t around too much, though. I’m closer to Steve than Ann. Thankfully my mom was off today so she makes sure I get up. What I didn’t realize was that everything was about to change because of one boy.

    It was an ordinary day, wake up, go to school, and come home. I am a sophomore at Wakefield High School, in California. Sometimes I get bored of my same-old routine. I even write in my diary stories about a princess who is stuck in the castle and is forced to become married to a complete a*****e, but then her knight in shining armor comes on his white stead. Then they run away and become married and the princess changes her name and lives happily ever after. Yeah I know it's totally imaginary, but I wish I was that princess. My friends and family don’t know how I really feel. I wish they only understood.
    Today my BFF Briana Merry was once again crying over another breakup.

    “Why do you cry anyway? You’ll just get a new boyfriend by the end of the week.” I said.

    “I know I just love the drama!” she laughs, “Hey what’s wrong with you?” she exclaimed.

    “It’s just that I don’t know…everything is just… starting to get boring.”

    “What do you mean? You’re the most popular girl in school, and you can get any guy you want! Me I have to flirt for days with a guy just to go on a first date.”

    This is true, I mean all I have to do is look at a guy and the next day he will ask me out, I thought. “That doesn’t matter and not what I meant.”

    “Well what the hell do you mean then?”

    “I mean I want something different. I want to want something I can’t have.”

    “Whatever! You’re crazy! Even I don’t want that, and I want everything!” I feel some-what disappointed. I always get want I want. Why can’t I find something I can’t have?