him
i always see her walking into class
I always notice the little thing about her
like a new bag shes wearing,
or the way she smiles at her phone,
wondering if i should go talk to her
but she would never like me...
her
i always take the long way to class,
hes always there.
so as usual, i text my friend, smiling,
about how fluffy his hair is today
or how happy he looks today,
ive always wanted to go up and talk to him
but he'd never like me..
DISCLAIMER: THIS PART OF THE STORY WAS CREATED BY @jjwriting and it is not mine i am just starting the story
