*Bella's POV*
I woke up to a ringing noise. My alarm clock. I checked my phone and it was 6:30 am. I hate Monday mornings, I hate having to wake up early. I get out of bed and walk over to my dressing table and flick the switch where my straighteners are plugged in. I don't know why I even bother straightening my hair, it only ends up curly at the ends by midday.
After taking twenty minutes to straighten my hair I decided to put on my make up before getting dressed. I don't wear a lot, only foundation, mascara and a bit of lipgloss. I ask myself why I even bother. This question keeps replaying in my head. Then I remember why, it's because of HIM. He's the reason why I make an effort everyday. I was trying to make a good impression.
It started in year 7. The first time I saw him, I saw this young fragile boy with blonde hair. He stood out from the crowd, he wasn't like the rest of them he was different. He didn't quite seem to fit in. That was when I fell for him, Year 7. I still have that crush on him now.
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High School Crush
RomanceA 14 year old girl who finds feelings for a boy she never imagined she would. What happens? Does he like her back?
