Prince *-*

Prince's POV:

Good Thing I Installed A Tracking Device On Carlee's Phone. I'm Not A Stalker, I Just Want To Make Sure She's Safe. I'm Like A Damn Bodyguard.

Ever Since I Met Carlee, I've Wanted Her In My Life. Don't Think I'm Some Strange, Horomone-Crazed Teenage Kid Here, I'm A Teenage Kid Who Is In Total Love.

I'd Be Wherever Carlee Was In About 2 Minutes. I Can't Believe Her. A Boyfriend? Blah.

I Pulled Into Someone's Drive & Parked. I Ran Up To The Door & Banged On It Until My Knuckles Were Almost Bleeding. A Guy Who Looked To Be About 20 Answered The Door, Looking Totally Out...

January 1, 2010, when I woke up I looked in the mirror and noticed that my hair color is getting lighter as I get older. Were in my tour bus on our way to New York City and I sat down on the couch. I said” Uncle Frank I think my hair is turning blond”. He said” your mother is blond”. I said” dad never really talked about her that much”. He put his arm around me and said” she is no one worth talking about”. I took a sip of my Gatorade and said” who is she”? He quickly changed the subject saying” aren’t toi going to play the Xbox”!!! I said” come on just tell me already,...

salut guys! Here it is. Chapter 2

Isabella's POV

If toi smell roses early in the morning and it a bright and beautiful day, toi begin to think that your jour may just be great but in reality people, it come rare…well in my dictionary, nothing will ever be great anymore. With my dad gone, I wonder if life will ever be good.

I get up to see that I am actually sniffing Rose’s and that it actually is a bright and beautiful day. I sigh as I turn the douche on in my bathroom. I hop in after getting unchanged. After I finish, I get change in my navy knee length jeans and my white t-shirt. I go downstairs...