White Horse (Andy Goldfarb)

Fifteen (Taylor's Version)

The school that I rocked up too was an average size school, well from compered to my old school back in Perth Australia. I had only seen the school from the photos I had seen on google, it looked nice from the outside. The garden was tidy, it had hedges lining the path up to the big doors that must let you into the school. There was a big pole in the centre of this mini garden thing that had the proud American flag blowing in the cool wind.

I looked to the right and see a group of boys that look to be my age throwing an American football, some of them look smasheball, they all looked like those American thirst trap 15–16-year-old boys, with the fluffy blonde and brown hair.

O M L

If there is a god, please take me away.

How is he so just, drop dead fine as hell. I think I just saw the love of my life. Omg he is just wow, where do I even start. Hes tall about 6'0-6'2, he has the most beautiful fluffy dirty blonde hair that glistens in the light, his style as well, omg it's exceptionally good. He gives off skater vibes, he's just so...

"Are you just going to keep staring at him or are you going to move your butt" This girl says nudging my shoulder, she has a cute outfit on. She looks like a basic Lulu lemon girl but at least she styled it well.

"I want staining at him I was...looking to find the right part of the buil-" I say as I rudely get interrupted by her.

"Omg you accent".

"Yeah" I just nod my head, I should get used to people saying that.

"Lemme guess where you're from" I nod my head aging knowing that she's going to say some country that doesn't sound Australian at all.

"Ok, England"

"No"

"France"

"No"

"Europe"

"That's a continent"

"I know its South Africa."

"Yeahhh no"

"Girl what is it then."

"Australia"

"Ohhhhh omg now I understand, you don't look Australian though" What the fuck is this girl on about, you think I fucking ride kangaroos don't you.

"What do you think we look like?"

"Well, y'all are all tan, blue eyes, light blonde, don't y'all have that line of sunscreen on your noses" AHHHHH IS THIS WHAT THE REST OF MY SCHOOLINGS GOING TO BE LIKE.

"I have never seen someone walk around with sunscreen on their noses, and that's just a serio type" I smile calmly at the girl in hope she will leave me alone.

"Anyways I love your accent, my name is Stacy!" She says with too much excitement.

"I'm Indiana"

"Ima call you Indie" What the fuck.

"Oh ok, you call me that" I give the fakes smile at her.

"And that boy who you were looking at, his name is Andy, Andy Goldfarb" What sorta last name is that. Well, it doesn't matter cause he's hot as fuck.