I walked into school, using my hands to try and comb my hair last minute. I hated school, I can't deal with the homework or all the people. I'm a loner, I got shunned out by everybody because I wanted to be myself. I used to hang out with the "popular people" until around the 3rd grade, when I started to be myself. Drawing, reading, music, and being a gentleman. No guy seemed to be a gentleman anymore, and I did my best to be nice, caring and helpful. Never dated anyone, and no friends. Everyone seemed to be jerks, and no girl caught my attention. Although, one girl seemed to catch my eye...
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Two Halves
RomanceSo, this story is based off me and someone else, (and I won't tell you any names), and is entirely true. :)
