A new girl came today.
she sits next to me in English.
Her names Delilah .
She has short brown hair,
Peach color skin,
Blue eyes,
Rosy cheeks,
Nice full lips,
And a smart mind.
All guys want her,
She's 16 like me.
We're in English now.
She whispered 'hi' to me.
I didn't say nothing.
The teacher started talking about getting into groups of two and everyone started shuffling to Delilah.
"Delilah be my partner"
"No be mine"
"The thirst is real"
"Lila, be mine already"
"I'm sorry I already have a partner" she says sweetly.
"Who?" Someone asks
"My partners Samir"
"Samir?"
"Samir doesn't even talk"
"What the fuck"
"Whatever you the blow"
She moved her desk closer to mine.
"Hi I'm Delilah," she extended her hand
"Whatever" I mumbled.
"Oh...Kay... So!" she said cheerfully.
"Let's get started" she clasped her hands together smiling brightly.
She was beautiful, but not as beautiful as you.
But your true self ruined everything.
Your true self ruined me.
And I hate you for that
YOU ARE READING
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.
