I've started to realize what this girl is. I still don't know what it is about her, her face, her smile, her personality. It's all just...different.
I sound like a fucking creep, maybe I shouldn't write this down. Especially when she's right there.
Right across from me, sitting with her knees to her chest on the chair. Her doe blue eyes peer over her blue jeans. Her face glowing next to the red 'open' sign.
It's not just her looks, her whole appearance is...captivating?
Hell, I am a fucking creep.
~A/N: So this will be a little bonus thing that will happen not very often. I had this idea and almost decided to scratch it and wait until the end of this story, but I think I might have three or four of these throughout this whole series. They're meant to be really short, and are somewhat fillers for me to write the longer, fuller update.
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Spinning Stars on Her Fingernails (Panic! At The Disco)
Fanfiction"Welcome to Woodbury High. The boarding school that lets your child express their talents in our professionally taught courses." Oh, but there's more. You can meet people like Brendon and Ryan, who are almost polar opposites, yet manage to change yo...
