He had this brownish blonde almost long hair... You know! The haircut all the boy's have. The one that covers their dark brown eyes that remind me of dirt.. But in a good way! I always get lost in them. He always wore baggy clothes alongside his plain boring black backpack to school. Whenever I saw him he always looked so laid back and chilled out. I don't know what i liked about him but whatever it was, It kept pulling me in closer and closer... He always sat near the back of class with his phone on the desk not even bothered to do the work. I will admit he didn't have much friends but he seemed like he had an amazing personality, He was always nice no matter what, Unless someone made fun of... Me. ME!? how could this be possible? Does he like me? Does he care about me like I care about him?... I always wondered that.
Anyways enough about 'Lover Boy'. It's time to get to know me. I had long blonde and black hair, I always wore tight fitting clothes with a hoodie covering my arms, No relative reason... I just love how it makes me feel. Empowered. Yes that's a good way to explain it. I also worse these black boot-Heals, They always clip clopped as I walked into class, I loved it. I sat near the front of the class, Straight A's, Always focused. I never liked the kids beside me... They always made homophobic or narcissistic jokes... Pathetic fucks.
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Why didn't I kiss him?
General FictionI wish iI could have got the chance... The only chance he ever gave me. The one where i could finally be myself, Where i could finally live my dreams... And create my fantasy life with him. But i didn't take it. "Why?" You may ask, Well... Read on a...