1 Kiss My Bass
Hi, I'm Lana,
Yes I know it spells anal backwards haha like I haven't heard that before. I'm so over highschool and all the low IQ , preppy brats I have to deal with on a daily basis. So I decided to fight back against all the mean names and rumors and start this blog. So welcome to "I kinda sorta hate you" enjoy and I hope some of you basic b*tches are reading this cause you can kiss my a$$!
-Lana steps away from her phone for a moment-
Hmm she thought to her self ,I wonder if that's a decent bio. A smirk appeared across her face, if anything it sure as hell made her feel so much better. She was finally getting her revenge.
Lana was always the shy girl who worked hard in school and respected her teachers. She was tall and thin with almost nappy like blond hair, she wore glasses and clothes two times to big. With the right clothes and a lot of love to her hair Lana could look like a model. The funny thing is she purposely wanted to look the way she did. She was a confident girl and had a strong heart, she wanted people to see her for more then just another pretty face. The sad truth though is in the day of social media a pretty face was really all that mattered to people her age...it was the year 2020 anyways everyone wanted to be famous online. Even shy little Lana...
-Lana pick back up the phone-
* Starts typing with passion*
Tomorrow is the start of my senior year and I refuse to be pushed around by these little two faced makeup addicted b*these this year. It's time for me to take a stand! I have sat back and watched all you for so long, I know all your secrets and, I'll be telling a matter a factly story about each one of you. You wanna be seen so bad well here is your chance!
-Lana puts phone down and pulls out a note book-
Lana for some time now has been keeping track of each and every girl and boy that has done her wrong.
She figured out every dirty secret on each and everyone of them , like who cheated on who and , who started a rumor about who.
A smile grew on Lana's face as she got ready to put the first person on blast. Suddenly she was interrupted by her phone ringing, so she sat down her note book and looked at the message on her phone.
From Sarah (aka queen b*tch)
I just saw your blog! You seriously are a attention seeker! I swear if you wright anything about me I will f*ck you up!
Lana contemplated for a moment trying to decide her words carefully before replying.
To Sarah (aka queen b*tch)
No worries I won't utter your name not even once.
Lana sneered as she hit send. She chose her words very delicately, but it was all truthful she would never utter that b*tches name not even once. Did that mean she wasn't going to wright about her? If you think not then you can kiss Lana's bass!
