Why? Why did I have to be in this stupid state, stupid school, and stupid life?
Ah, my family. I forgot.
I took my seat in homeroom, and cautiously scanned the room. I was reviewing the school handbook when this beautiful girl caught my attention. She had beautiful olive skin, dark brown hair, eyebrows to die for, and a heart stopping smile. She was about 5'3, and so damn adorable. I knew that she would be the perfect height to cuddle with. She'd fit perfectly.
I was knocked out of my trance when her beautiful brown eyes locked with mine. I saw her face redden a bit, and then I realized she was blushing. I mentally congratulated myself. Homeroom passed, and I couldn't help but sneak glanced at her often. She never once looked at me, but maybe it was for the best.
The day passed on slowly, I made a friend in fourth period government. Erica, was just as into Twenty One Pilots as myself. I knew that I would really like her. I was a bit bummed about not seeing my mystery girl until fifth period came and then boom. There she was, in her ripped jeans and star wars T-shirt. I silently awaited roll call and found out her name was Rosa. A perfect name for a perfect girl.
|she'll never like you, you know that. You're appalling. Useless. That's why Lydia chyoureated on your sorry ass. She was fed up with crazy bullshit, and you're always so clingy. Get a grip.|
I had to push her out of my mind before I cried in school. I don't need that shit.
My aunt picked me up from school later on. I got home, jumped in bed, blasted my music through headphones, and fell asleep.
*Loving can hurt, loving can hurt sometimes. But its the only thing that I know. When it gets hard, you know it can get hard sometimes, It is the only thing that makes us feel alive.
We keep this love in a photograph, we make these memories for ourselves, where our eyes are never closing. Hearts are never broken; times forever frozen still.
So you can keep me inside the pocket of your ripped jeans, holding me closer till' our eyes meet. You won't ever be alone; wait for me to come home.....*
**a/n**
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RomantikI noticed her as soon as she walked into homeroom, I knew right there it was bound to end in disaster. But I just had to get to know her.