he was the kind of boy you read about in the books. dark hair, light eyes, and tan skin. always being noticed, and always having girls around him. she was the kind of girl that you would read about in books. long dark hair, dark eyes, an uneven skin tone, and dark bags under her eyes. she was quite and lonely and stayed out of the way. in the back of the class where no one really new her name. she'd leave for a week and no one would notice; he did. she left and he noticed and she came back and he noticed and he watched her and wrote about her on scraps of paper and the desk. he was the type of boy everyone wanted, including herself, but no one really got.
s/o to the people who read my stupid stories now if you'll be a doll comment three facts about yourself please ill go first
1) i am fascinated with the sky
2) i love to write
3) im 1D & 5sos af
