Dorito

I... I'm well, a loner. ****** Evangeline Rousseau may have a pretty fancy name, but that's the only special thing about her. She's pretty damn smart, but is it really worth it to be great at something if you have no one to share it with, if no one even notices it? Evangeline has two words that describe how she feels about the world: People suck. She's got a friend count of zero, despises her family, and believes she can't trust anyone. After all, who would after what's happened to them in the past? Could something, or rather someone, change all of that though? Is it even possible after how far down on the social ladder she's been placed? Maybe, just maybe, Evangeline won't be in a state of solitude anymore.…

Dorito

It all started with a dare, but then again, most love stories do, don't they? ***** When my best friend convinced me, practically bribed me, to wave at that camera, I knew something was going to happen. After all, signing at a mall security camera? Something was bound to happen, even if the guy on the other end was asleep and had donut crumbs clinging to the corners of his mouth. I pushed down that fear though, and went right ahead, after all I wouldn't let some obese security cop fall in love with me. That was then though, and now? Now I wonder if I should have thought it over more, should've wondered about the consequences, should've not watched so many comedy and horror movies. Maybe I should've actually paid attention when my friends popped in one of their cliché chick flicks. Because really, what experience do I have in love? None. And when it comes to drop dead gorgeous guys? I'm basically screwed.…