He watched as she entered the class. There was always something about her that intrigued him. Was it her piercing gaze? Was it her ability to fight back? Was it her reserved personality? He didn't know.
She sat at the corner of the class as per usual. Her blank eyes staring into nowhere. Her fingers tapping the same rhythm again and again. It didn't bother him at all if he was honest. In fact, he liked it.
Because the loudness of her taps showed her emotions. Yvonne was a beautiful girl in his eyes but that wasn't all. He could go on and on about what he thought was interesting about her.
Yvonne was just such a mystery and he intended to solve it. He didn't care if it took him years. The inner Sherlock Holmes inside of him was blazing in curiosity. Yvonne Harrington was yet another case no one has ever solved.
She had always ignore the surrounding with that stupid iPod she owned. Believe me, he had tried to get her attention multiple times but her iPod usually distracted her. After a lot of failed attempts, he decided that observing from afar was much safer.
He knew what people did to her or more specifically, how the popular clique treated her. She was always told that she wasn't skinny enough or pretty enough. It hurts to see how rotten people these days have become.
How they cared so much about their looks that they spent hours perfecting what was already perfect. How their ideal figure is a size zero. How their ideal facial features for women are thin nose, high cheek bones, full lips, eyebrow styled to perfection, a sharp jawline that can cut a pizza, big butts, full boobs and eyes that belong to a bambi.
They didn't care about what's inside a person. They didn't care if that person is mean. They didn't care if the person is obnoxious because all they care is just how pretty they are.
He looked at Yvonne and saw her eyes closed. She looked incredibly calm but oh if only he knew that death was the only thing in her mind.
If only.
A/N
I am back y'all *makes a Tarzan sound* lol that's not funny. "Observing from afar" great definition of stalking. "a sharp jawline that can cut a pizza" I'm obviously hungry lmao. So this is from a different person's perspective and I promise that this will not turn into one of those suicidal romance story. This story is purely about Yvonne.
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Short Story"I survived." Yvonne Harrington is a girl of many problems. All she ever wanted was for people to love her and to be friends with her. She changed herself in order to fit in with society's standards. She didn't realize what she did towards herself u...
