I still think of all I destroyed and ran from in LA. I had friends, real friends. We would hang out and go shopping and we’re the best of friends. But one of our favorite things to do, was talk about boys.
I never had any real interest in boys before I went to LA, then I learned all kinds of things about boys. But most importantly, I learned what girls like about guys. Girls like the loud guys, the guys who are on the brink of completely obnoxious but, for some reason, we think will be sweet and gentle just for us.
Hayden was one of those guys for me. He was a friend, a real great one too. My friends saw him, and saw me, and was then blinded by the hope that we’ll date and crap. And I did every famous LA girl does: I dated the goddamn boy. And usually, it doesn’t really matter, it’s all just for show, but I was young. I feel hard for Hayden. I held hands with him and texted him all the time. It was fun. But the best part was when I got to talk to my friends about him. I told my girls everything about him and I.
Now, I look back at LA and see is true colors. Everyone is manipulative and evil. Everything is for fame, and you can trust no one. I’m glad I got screwed over by them. I’m glad I escaped. Who knows what else could have happened if I had stayed. *wnd of chapter* #bratayley #bratayleyfanfic #bratayleyfanfics #bratayleyfanfiction #bratayleyfanfictions #haydensummerall #annieleblanc #caleblogan #calebleblanc #ripcaleb #bratayleyconfessions #bratayleyfacts #bratayleyedits #writing #fanfic #fanfics #fanfiction #fanfictions