Ignorance

Here Goes Nothing...

Ignorance

"Don't wanna hear your sad songs
I don't wanna feel your pain
When you swear it's all my fault
'Cause you know we're not the same
No, we're not the same"
-Ignorance, Paramore

Ignorance is key in this world, well at least for me. Ignorance is a comfy, blissful place where I hide.

Instead of talking to others I decide to look my phone or look down. I don't experience the awkwardness of talking to an ex, or meeting a new friend.

Some may call this anti-social, but for me it's just my way of living and I enjoy it that way. I don't have to constantly worry about what anybody thinks of me, or worry about getting my yearbook signed or any drama between my friends and I. Nope, just me... Piano Mendoza, myself and I.

Well that all changed one day, when I accidentally made eye contact with this deviously handsome green-eyed boy, Harry Styles. Our first moment together was shared with a smile hidden in my expressionless face, along with running my face right into the empty floor of our highschool. And him, chuckling quietly to himself, not even phasing that I was met unexpectedly with the floor and didn't even dare ask me for a hand up. That's when I knew, we might have a connection here. That's when I felt a strange feeling in my stomach rumble and my head thinking, I have to talk to him. Even though he was just a total asshole to me, watching me fall. We might share an interest.. Ignorance

But of course before I get to that part, I have to start from the beginning...

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