I'm Bekka. I'm short. I'm weird. I'm mean. I'm super-nice. I like to cook. I love cars. I live for love. I don't like liars or double-crossers. I keep my promises, even when others break them. I'm a good liar. I hate lying. I only want what I can't have. I'm easily hurt, but I cover it well. I don't deal well with rejection. I stay in love when I fall in love. I like being looked at. I think I'm cooler than I actually am. I'm smart, but I play dumb a lot. No one knows the real me. I don't even know who I am half of the time. I'm ready to get away from this stupid little town & its stupid little people. Everyone expects more of me than I'm willing to give. I'm an open book, but I've only been read once. I like who I am. Don't like it? Deal.