I don’t train to be the biggest person in the gym, nor the strongest. I train to be unstoppable, so when hard times knocking at my door, I can smash their teeth in and then ask them to come back for more. That’s why I train, why do you?
Tay still isn’t pleased with my music and nay won’t stop nagging me about the song i’m going to write about her. As much as I want to make her proud and do her justice for supporting me, it’s hard to write about things you love when you’re not that fond of expressing your emotions. At least with my father, he doesn’t have any expectations for my music, which is refreshing, oddly enough.
Erica walked up to the lovely Stilinski household. She was looking for Stiles and had a plan of giving him a hard time. She knocked on the door and stood back with a smirk on her face. One hand was playing with a piece of hair because the old Erica was nervous about this. Quickly she caught herself doing it and put her hand down.
She couldn’t bring herself to knock for the longest time, but finally worked up the nerve, swallowing hard as she knocked three times and wrapped her arms around her thin frame, eyes dropping to the floor.