She could hear the music coming from the house from the car. Her friend dragged her to his party even though she didn't want to come. In addition, she didn't know anyone at the party. She knew that she would rather be sitting at home, on her bed, reading her copy of The Great Gatsby. After begging her friend to take her back, she gives up and walks up to the front door.
The energy is intense. The mucic is ten times louder than it was when they we're in the car. She looks around. There are people everywhere. Red cups litter the floor, clouds of smoke occupies the room as they make their way through the crowded room.
Thats when their eyes meet.
His piercing blue eyes fill into her bright hazel ones. At that moment thoughts filled her mind.
He was the cool kid.
She was a nerd.
He had every girl at his finger tips.
She could quote every author known to man.
" There was no way we would even get to know each other, let alone be seen together." She thought to herself.
Their eyes never left as they walked to close the enormous gap between them.
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The Stories Of Him And Her
Teen FictionThese short stories follow one boy and one girl. From the moment they met to the arguments and to the future. Both are in high school, however two different social classes. He's the cool kid and she's the nerd. Will this work or will it be too goo...
