Can I change it's name?

Chapter 1 : Mel

Melissa POV
I tried to avoid it , but I could't . Silently it was killing me. It was not the time , but the place, a second that changed everything. There it was. Our eyes met, our hearts melted and I knew I was in love with him . I knew he was a part of me now , I had his face inked in my heart , and if someone gets to take him away from me I know I'll to die.
Or maybe his looks made me get caught in his unconscious spell .
He was just a piece of heaven : his green sapphire eyes , his dark curls that every time I saw them I felt I was like I was swimming in a dark chocolate sea that conduced me to his so perfectly soft pink lips . I feel stupid because of saying this , love is such an awkward word. Can I change it's name? Yes, I can. I'll name him "Harry Styles, my school counselor"
I know, you may think it is weird falling in love with someone who's older than you and who works at your school. But he was my only friend. I was a wallflower
. The last time I remember someone said my name was for bullying me. Even my parents don't pay any attention to me. I feel like I have this super power of making people hate me just by looking at my face. I have braces, acne and enormous glasses , my hair is a mess and my clothes are disgusting. But who's going to look at me after all? A hot guy? No way that's happening in real life.
If you see my life from the outside , you may think it's amazing , that my parents are living the American Dream , that they're the perfect couple and that I have no problems in my life, that anytime I complain about my life it is because I'm a non conformist teenager , a non grateful little girl that is just being a rebel , like any other teenager. But guess what? My parents are so focused on my sister and on living the perfect life that I feel I'm living in a metaphorical apartheid, but instead of racists messages like " no negroes allowed" I suffer the classical "parents lines " such as "Well, you are different" or "You ,teenagers understand nothing" .Or my favorite one "Why can't you be like your sister?". I swear they make me feel as if I were garbage , I'm a little black paint drop in the withe wall of their lives and they're always trying to change me or deleting me. These statements are like killing bullets to me.
They don't like to see the different, they like conventional things, normal things. They forget that if we don't see the rain we can't appreciate the sun. They can't understand that everyone is a living battle.
So now, you know a little bit about how I feel, so ...
Please allow me to introduce myself, I'm Melissa Roberts , I'm 16 and this , is my story.
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