I never really understood it. My sisters always used to use it as an excuse for getting out of chores and a joke that usually only the two of them would find the least bit amusing. But at nine years old i didn’t understand puberty and what girls had to go through. Trying to be skinny, boys and shopping didn’t appeal to me at nine and now at sixteen it still doesnt.

I’m what you would call a butch, boring sixteen year old who isnt interested in the pangs of adolsence. I know being a teenager is unavoidable but still dating a guy, having sex and then him dumping you for another teenage slut wasnt how i wanted my years of maturing spent. When i turned thirteen i vowed to myself that i wouldn’t be another girl in the crowd of short skirted ones but a strong minded, witty girl with a voice.

I really have nothing against teenagers, trust me, i just think they have their piorties wrong. I want to finish school. I want to become a teacher. I want my views to be respected and above everything else i want to be in love.

Love is another thing i have never understood.

I mean appartently love is everywhere. Sure, mothers, children, old people but really out of the whole world where was that one person that was surposed to love me. I know what your thinking, poor little sixteen year old wanting love. Your right, i do want love. Passionate, uncontroling love. But how am i surposed to find the love of my life with this assignment due next week. Now wasnt that a classic teenage line.

But don’t be fooled though this wont be your classic teenage story. Because this is my story. The story of me on my road to self discovery. The story of a girl so messed up she finds Dave Huges amusing and she watched episodes of the Chasers War On Everything on the internet in her spare time. Yep this will be that story.

The Story Of Ashley Davies.