Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

BEAM.

See? Weren't things better when one tried thinking like an 11 year old? She gave Taylor a wide grin. [b]"Exactly! Now you don't have to worry about all that nasty stuff that comes with liking boys and start being all care free! Just look at my hair--it's a frazzled messed and I don't care. She didn't give a rat's hat about whether or not a boy thought she was pretty. When it boiled down to it they all looked the same to her and they were nothing special; faceless life forms really. Except a few that she considered friends of course!