𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥- 𝐆!𝐏- 𝐁.𝐄

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A/N: Hiii soo this is my first official book. I really do hope you enjoy it. This book is planned on being 16-20 chapters long. Depending on how I end it, there might be a sequel. Also feel free to spread and share this book on any social media platforms. if you like it let me know and recommend it to a friend. Enjoy!

Hello, I'm Selest (pronounced like celeste).

This is the story of how I absolutely fell too far in love with a girl who I'm pretty sure isn't aware of my existence.

Wasn't aware of my existence...

The story is kind of funny, here's how it started

It began senior year, I was completely alone. No friends, no acquaintances, no one. No one wanted to associate with me and I was completely fine with that. I was always... different. People saw the way I dressed, corsets and short skirts with piercings and interesting shoes.  To everyone around me, I was one big walking 'caution' sign. I wouldn't want to be seen with any of these lames who wear vans and call it fashion anyways.

I know you're thinking 'what does the way you dress have to do with any of this'. Well one day, this school's population of people who actually have style went from one to two. I walked into my first period class, dressed weirdly 'regular' for a thursday. In a new maroon red corset top, some low rise jeans, falling beneath my belly button. I knew the teacher would be a little mad at me since I was 10 minutes late trying to perfect my hair.

"You're late again Selest." Mrs whatever her name is said in her groggy cigarette voice.

"Yeah, sorry" I respond, sounding almost as tired as I actually look.

I took my seat next to some jock I've never formally met. Looking up from my phone, there was a girl in front of me. Im not one to pay attention to the people around me but, I would've noticed someone like her. The silence in the classroom was interrupted every time she moved her head, even in the slightest. The sound of her chains, loud and disruptive but not in the way that made me want to scream. I was only looking at the back of her head but I could tell she was a sight for sore eyes.

Suddenly I begin to feel a set of eyes resting on me. I look to the side to see the boy next to me staring in my direction. It only takes me a couple of seconds to realize he's not staring at my face, he's staring right down my shirt. Usually I would just cover up, but this morning was already going very bad. Anger was the only thing that seemed reasonable.

"The fuck is your problem" My words cause half of the class to turn around and look at me, including the blue haired girl with the loud set of chains.

"I don't know what you're talking about" the boy replies, trying his hardest to seem innocent.

"My eyes are on my face, not in between my tits" I say slightly raising my voice, now standing up

At this point the whole class is now looking at me. And the teacher is showing no attempt to stop this. The blue haired girl stands up and places her hand on my shoulder, trying to settle the situation.

She whispers low enough only for me to hear "Woah, calm down. Hear take my sweater for now ok?"

She begins to remove her sweater from her body and passes it to me. The blue in her eyes were even noticeable when she wasn't looking at you. When I grabbed the hoodie, my hand grazed hers. A little spark of electricity coursed through both of us. We chose not to acknowledge it for a strange reason.

I wore her sweater for the rest of the class up until the bell rang. Right as the last two people left, she rose from her seat in front of me and turned around. My chest almost collapsed. To put this in an appropriate way, my fruity ass was dying on the inside. She reached her hand out, indicating she wanted me to give her back her sweater. I did so and right before she could leave the class she turned around and spoke.

"I should've let you keep it, you look way better in it than I do baby"

She finished her sentence off with a smirk as she exited the classroom.

She called me baby

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