"Growing Up" is hard to do, plus it sucks. But with a lot of "Determination",
we can pull through! - My.Life.Is.Pathetic

My FictionPress: Watch this space. Currently working on some projects, might be a while before they even get off the ground.

My FanFiction Tumblr: askflowerchild22.tumblr.com --> I'm hoping to post some random stuff I've typed up and sneak peeks!

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Favourite colour: Red

Physical description: If I was to be a book character though, I'd most likely be "Kate Tan Wei Ying" one of the Gen77 kids, from Fang's Gang. Basically because we're both asian, and have ridiculously straight hair.

Personality: Sweet, bitter, kind, bitchy, loud, show off, modest, confrontational, feisty, intelligent, cute, tiny, outspoken, different, trend setter.

Height: 5'2". Yeah, I'm short.

Favourite Music: Basically anything but Nickleback. Urgh, I hate Nickleback.

I have a habit of finishing my stories with, "...and yeah."

I swear like a sailor.

I suffer a severe case of writer's block every now and again.

When I scream, I squeal really high and girly. My giggle is also really girly.

I love shopping. I can't stop seeing items that I want to buy. I think I need some more self control.

I love good, tight hugs. Not those terrible, half-arsed ones.

"Day-um, that is the best blog ever, I swear." - Ally463

If you're a girl who's straight, check that blog out now. I'm being entriely serious. I showed it to Ally, and she thinks it's the best thing ever. As quoted above. Plus, Sierra thinks so too.

If you were to look at me, you wouldn't think I am a FanFictioner.

If you were to meet me, you wouldn't think I am a FanFictioner.

If you were to see how I act, you wouldn't think I am a FanFictioner.

I like attention. I spend countless hours on Facebook. I love to shop. I like Justin Bieber, One Direction, and Jonas Brothers, things other Fanfictioners may not like.

I like wearing short shorts and showing off my legs. I like my hair long, though I did cut it shoulder length during Year 10. Never again.

I'm not the girl who sits in the corner and reads. I like turning heads and being seen.

I like hanging out with my friends and can be loud and obnoxious. I'm stuck up at times, yet quiet at other times.

I'm not exactly the nicest girl, but I do have a kind heart.

But the beauty about FanFiction is, that we're all different and unique in our own way. Even though we may have different music tastes, fashion or interests. We all have one thing in common. We're passionate about writing, books and characters. It's what connects us all, bonds us together. Because honestly, if we were all to meet, most of us probably wouldn't get along.

Below are short snippets from my four most popular stories, if you like, then read and review!

Growing Up

Being in a relationship with your best friend was like an oxymoron. It was foreign, yet familiar. Different, yet the same. Strange, yet right. And being in a secret relationship made it dangerous. Risky. Fun. It was hard, keeping it from everyone. But, it was even harder controlling myself whenever Fang was around. Now that we were together, I couldn't believe how natural it was to hold him, kiss him and act like his...girlfriend.

Determination

“Don’t take last night as a sign that we’re friends,” I told him.

“Didn’t expect to,“ he countered. “I’m actually waiting for Iggy. But while we’re talking…we may not be friends, but would you go to dinner with me?”

I supressed a smile. “No.”

“I’ll find some way to take you out.” His lip quirked up and his eye twinkled.

She’s A Lady

"You know," he started, making the two exiting teens pause at the door, "they say there's a fine line between love and hate."

Fang merely blinked while Max had a comeback ready as usual. "Luckily we're both on the hate side of that line."

Nothing You Can Do

To her surprise he spoke first. “Hi, I’m Fang.”

His voice was nothing and everything she had expected it to be. He was dressed in a tight black tee, and black jeans to match. Even the Converse sneakers on his feet were completely black. And Nudge was right, he was hot.