I'm neither a jock nor the most handsome guy at school, and I'm definitely not a nerd. My group of six friends and I fall somewhere in between. We do well academically, but we also enjoy playing sports. It's a tricky balance because most girls here seem to prefer the muscular jocks who are full of themselves.
Recently, I saw a girl I've never noticed before, and she was stunning. She wasn't seeking attention or making a scene; she was just quietly going through her locker. Her long, wavy chestnut-brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail. She wore black leggings, a simple grey sweater, and white Converse sneakers. Her outfit was understated, and she wasn't flaunting any of the popular brands that most other girls wear. She seemed genuine, and I found that incredibly refreshing. I really liked that about her. Now, I just need to find her again today and muster up the courage to talk to her.
As usual, I approached my friends who were gathered around the locker we always hang out by every morning. I was about to tell them about the girl I'd seen.
"Hey guys, yesterday I saw this girl," I began.
"Whoa, really?" Kyle responded, his eyes widening with interest.
Now all six of the guys were focused on me.
"Yeah, she's really pretty. I think I'm going to try and talk to her today," I said, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness.
"Well, good luck!" Tom said with a supportive grin.
"Just make sure you stay calm and be really nice," Caleb advised.
"Yeah, yeah, I know," I laughed, trying to brush off my nerves.
With that, I turned and headed off, determined to find this girl before the bell rang for the next class.
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Broken
Teen FictionSometimes, the hardest battles are the ones we hide from others. As Mike and Emily's relationship deepens, they must confront the shadows of Emily's past and the unspoken fears that linger beneath the surface. Emily is broken, but with Mike's suppo...
