In school she was all up on me.
"Ew why is she dressed like that?"
"Why is she on Samir?"
"Why is Samir hanging with the slut now"
I agree, why am I hanging with her?
Maybe love does crazy things.
"Samir?" She asks quietly.
"What?" I snapped, not hiding my anger.
She flinched and muttered a never mind.
I love her.
I fucking love her.
And all she is doing is using me.
I love you Alyssa, can't you see that?
I'm in love with you,
My feelings will never go away...
I realized one thing that nobody else notices,
I realize that,
I'm in love with the girl with pink hair.
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The girl with pink hair *old version*
Teen FictionShe always sat in the back of the class with her head in a book. He had always noticed her, she never noticed him, until one day. Until one day that he saved her , and sees her for who she truly is. She is, The girl with pink hair.
