"So, what's your name?" she asked. Her long, white hair contrasted with her big, dark brows and deep blue eyes in a unique way. Her skin was pale, as if she never exposed it to sunlight, but her red lipstick warmed her cold features. She was wearing a black beanie with "CHANNEL zero" written on it. Tall and skinny, reminded people of a Victoria's Secret model. She was beautiful.
"Stacey" I answered quietly. Why are we even talking?
"Really? You don't look like one," her eyes searched every detail of my face, until I frowned.
"Excuse me?"
"I mean... I always imagined Stacey to be a blondie, booby girlie girl. Just... not like you,"
Intrigued, I decided to continue the conversation
"And you are..?"
"My name is Ana. I just moved here. Mind showing me around?" Well, that escalated quickly.
"Uh... Sure"
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Teen Fiction"So, what's your name?" she asked. Her long, white hair contrasted with her big, dark brows and deep blue eyes in a unique way. Her skin was pale, as if she never exposed it to sunlight, but her red lipstick warmed her cold features. She was weari...
