All she wants is just one meaningful bond, but with her innate ability to scare people in every way possible, it's almost hopeless to make friends.
Everyone believes she is a living and breathing ghost, and there's nothing she can do about it.
He j...
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"You want my what?"
"You heard me."
Felix leaned against the locker next to Blair's, staring at her nonchalantly.
Blair slaps her locker closed after applying her dark purple lipstick with the mirror she has on the inside. She squints at him with an unconvinced hum. "You want my number?"
"That's what I asked for." Felix nods, folding his arms.
Her incredulous expression made her eyes darken and her eyebrows set in a straight line. Her face masked her very deep-down flattery that someone had finally asked to stay in contact with her.
The boy smiled mischievously, waiting patiently while tapping his foot
"You're an enigma to society," Blair says, whipping out her phone.
"Proudly." Felix tips his imaginary hat. He punches her 10 digits into his contacts, saving her as Scarecrow.
She looks at his contact on her own phone, saving him as simply his name.
"Great! I'll text you later about our plans!" He walks away, drowning in the crowd of teenagers.
"What plans?" She follows his figure with her eyes.
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Felix
Warren's Park 6:30 Don't be late
People usually say hello first
Hello first
Why are you like this
It's in my DNA
I question what else is in your DNA, but I don't think I want to know
