I never had a care for making my clothes match or smelling nice, but with her, it was different. I wanted to stay with her so I did my best do be as civilized as possible. But after a while I realized that she just wanted me, that's all. I used to walk to classes alone, but with her, I went out of my way to walk her to her classes and then rush to mine. I never was late but, man, did I cut it close. By this time we had been dating her for about two months. I start to think this is the one, the one I want. She was perfect in every way, and I know a lot of people say that to be nice, but with her, it was for real. She made me happier than everyone else and her just being in a room lit up my world. ♥
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Teen FictionOne look and you call in love with the perfect girl. She looks back at you and you fall apart inside.
