'Alex where are you?' he whispers.
No one actually knows him. They don't understand him. They think he's another bad boy who likes to have a good time with a few drinks and a couple of pretty girls. But they're wrong. Under all that pretty blond hair is a thoughtful person. He likes to act, he writes poetry and songs. But he couldn't tell anyone that. They'd all think he's a nerd, that he has those weird fetish's. That's what happened when he tried telling the people in his old school. he decided to start over at this one. And it seemed to be working. But he missed acting, he missed his books - which he burned after moving. And the one thing he could never- ever tell anyone is that there is a girl. She has gorgeous sweeping charcoal-brown hair. those popping golden eyes. She was beautiful, but she didn't see it. He tried showing her a song that he thought would sum up how he felt about her. But she only thought it was a sweet song, nothing more. Now he see her in the halls, her head hung low, eyes on the floor. He wishes she'd look up. He wished her eyes showed the confidence she deserves to have. He can't have her though.
He keeps walking, he heads towards the tower, thinking Alex would be smart enough to head towards the light.
YOU ARE READING
Dying love.
Romancewell ALex- a normal 15 yeah old girl- finds a note on a fallen tree, her life turns upside down. she traces her steps back to the glowing embers of the fire she left; but on the way she finds a dying boy. what can alex do? can she save him?
