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Chapter 1

Chapter 1

So I sit here on this bench, feet from where she was only a short while ago. We could've sat, and talked, and held hands for a while. That's one of our favorite things. Just sitting and enjoying each other's company. We don't even have to say anything. In fact we prefer not to say anything, if you know what I mean *wink wink*. Yeah I'm weird, I'll make a few sexual jokes here and there, so get used to it. This girl. She's changed me. She's changed my life. She's everything to me. And now, all that I want is to be with her, and be able to walk about in public with her and throw in a friendly punch so it doesn't seem too "romantic". What is wrong with society? They can't accept it when someone loves another person. That's just stupid. We should be able to openly love whoever the fuck we want to. Sorry for that language, I say that once and a while too.

Anyway, I'm sitting here on this bench, surrounded by trees and beautiful things and the beautiful fall atmosphere but all I really want is to be with a beautiful girl. Her eyes. They're so gorgeous. A deep chocolate brown with hints of gold and hazel towards the center. There are so many dimensions. Just like her. She looks so happy, and a little butch, but when you get to know her, she is broken, and she's trusted me with the challenge of fixing her. The sweetest thing she has ever told me is that my laugh is one of the only things that makes her happy anymore. She tells me I'm gorgeous, but I don't believe her. I have problems myself. I don't like my body, I am getting better, but I've never particularly been a 'fit' girl. It's not very good for one's self esteem, you know, to be pushed around by people who you thought were your friends but then turn out to be back stabbing Barbie doll bitches. If you know me irl, then you know I'm not one for back stabbers. I will be honest though, some of my friends were really beautiful. I envied their beautifully athletic bodies and perfect face and golden beach waves that glimmered in the sun. (I lived on Catalina Island. It's a small island off the coast of Southern California, very touristy I must say) but here, I thought I could finally be popular. Then I noticed that the universe didn't want me to (guess they didn't want me to become a bitch, or maybe they wanted me to meet her).

So here I am, sitting on a bench, typing, listening to music far too loudly. I have a scene tomorrow, shit. I should memorize it. Oh well, I can wing it. Damn it, and a test. Wow I'm a mess. The trees are so beautiful. They are right at the beginning of fall even though it's already December. They are golden and red and auburn just waiting to fall. So yes, I sit here in this beautiful world, but all the beauty I want has dark hair and beautiful eyes and a scarred heart.

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A/N

Hello everybody!! Hope you like my story so far, be sure to vote and comment and share and I want you guys to give me some suggestions on what this story should be called!! Okay, love you bunches <3 Regan