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 ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 「jamie」

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jamie

there's a boy so ordinary in hawkins.

no one knows a lot about him other than his name, jamie campbell bower. he transferred a month ago and people have tried to become his friends considering how beautiful he is.

jamie turns down everyone.. even offers to be friends with the most popular people in our grade. women fawned over him and men liked his careless vibe.

like most girls, i am obsessed with jamie.

i loved the way he was calm and careless..
like popular girls didn't win his heart just because they were high demand. he didn't care if you were beyonce. he wouldn't budge for anyone which started up a rumor that he was gay.

however, he in fact isn't. jamie denied the allegation but not like how most guys would. he didn't get mad over the rumor and instead he found it funny.

jamie bower was in most of my classes and i would always see him reading philosophy. during partner projects, girls will run up to his desk, and guys will call out to him.. but he just wants to be alone. he'll ask the teachers if he could work alone and he doesn't really look at anyone who talks to him.

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a soul touch

the door chimed as i walked into the book store.
it was my fourth time in a row visiting and this time i chose to go with only one friend instead of the whole group.

yvenny, my closest, had been brought along. we had plans for the entire day together.

on fridays after school,
me and yvenny did therapeutic things such as shopping or cutting out magazines and making desire boards.

a desire board is when you cut out letters and items from magazines and newspapers to paste onto a canvas so you can project what you need in life.

"what are you ordering?" i ask yvenny as i sit down and grab my pocket sized mirror. i puff on some powder with a small powder puff and then click the pallet shut, slipping it into my purse.

"iced coffee." i look over to see yvenny adjusting her eyelash while staring into her small mirror.

"i'll go order it. i feel confident today." i smile. i move out of my seat and then walk over to the counter. no one was there so i waited.

i analyzed the menu and decided to get the same, an iced coffee.

it was our break so we had some weeks off of school and during that, i was communicating more. i felt like i had blossomed out of my social anxiety.

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑃𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑛 ꨄ jamie bowerWhere stories live. Discover now