Chapter 1

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I splashed the cold water in my face quickly, looking up into the small mirror I front of the sink. I took in my facial expressions, my eyes were chocolate brown with a bit of green every now and then in the middle. I had countless small freckles around my cheeks and my nose. My hair was spiked up with gel leaving it in a swoop just a few inches off my head. I wiped the rest of the water off my face and threw the paper towel into the trash bin. I got my back pack and put it on, exiting the men's restroom. I looked over a crowd of people rushing through out the big main hallway. I had never realized how many people actually attended our school till just now. There were billions of blurry faces I'd never seen before. I watched over heads to find her. She wasn't there, and every time I'd thought I'd saw her, I hadn't. She was like a walking mystery. She was in every class with me. Although I'm sure she'd never recognized me. I walked to my locker pretending I had something to actually retrieve from it. It was full of crumpled up gum wrappers and sweatshirts I'd forgotten about. Just then a figure bumped into my shoulder making my day worse than it already was. I turned around about to get angry when I saw it was her. My angry face softened into a numb expression.
"Oh I'm sorry." She said
I nervously chuckled trying to think of something to say or do to get her to keep talking to me.
"Uh, um it's fine." I coughed nervously again.
I rubbed the back of my neck awkwardly. Waiting for something else to happen or for the bell to ring. Nothing happened.
"So, you're in my English class right?" She smiled showing her dimples.
"Um yeah. And all of your other classes too." I said smiling awkwardly. Did I really just say that?!
"Yeah well I'll see you around." She smiled walking away. I nodded back in response even though I probably just ruined any chance I had with her.
Wait let me introduce myself. I'm Weston Koury.  And this mysterious girl, is Paisley Von. Paisley has wavy light brown hair. Her dimples are to die for too. She has bright green eyes and light freckles spread across her nose. She's about 5 feet tall. Kind of in between short and tall. I've had a crush on Paisley for 5 years. She's barely even noticed me yet, but I don't blame her. I'm labeled in school as a nobody, and her? She's a straight a student with popularity ranking at the highest level she can go. It's been that way forever. I have been in all of her classes since elementary school. She was kind and smart and had so much going for her. I was just the doof that sat behind her.
But this? It's just the beginning. Of the story of us.

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