aiyana231

Baby, innocent, one day gonna be decadent Prom queen, Miss America, in the back seat in a pair of cuffs Sixteen, little runaway, running from the five-0, and got away From the small town with no scene, looking for a shot on the big screen She was young when she met him, eighteen, almost nineteen. She didn't see him often but when she did, he made her feel special. Like she could go and do anything. She had already accomplished great things in her tiny town, Prom queen, head of the drama club, part of the choir, and easily the prettiest, friendliest girl in the entire town... But she wanted more. She wanted to be a star. She wanted to see he