"You were watching me?" I said slightly amused
"Yea, only, I was better at it then you." Jessica said in a snarky tone
"Well, you can't just keep it to yourself, you gotta share" I said with extreme courisity
"Well, I think you were watching me for a couple days before I noticed. But eventually I saw a glare in the window and I knew you were looking at me, but I couldn't push myself to actually look at you. And as the days went on I would look at you. I wouldn't turn my head so you wouldn't know that I was looking at you, even though you made it obvious you were looking at me. Eventually I got good enough to take pictures of you with my phone, I would just hold my phone down while the camera is open, and I would take pictures with the volume keys. And on the bus to school I would look at the pictures. I noticed you had bright greenish blue eyes like mine. And you short swept blonde hair made you look mature, and in a way that, at least for me, let me see more than you, it was like your eyes were looking at me even through the picture. Your eyes were burning into my soul. And I didn't like it, but at the same time, I couldn't look away. But was even more interesting was that everyday you wore long sleeves, even on the days where it would be 90 degrees. And you always had those purple headphones. One in your ear. One around your other ear, but when I walked by you always took them out, and I was fascinated that you were fascinated in me and I decided I wanted to officially meet you. And the only way I could was to either walk up to your house, which would never happen. Or wear something that made you want to run out to meet me. So I wore a dress, put my hair up and I was as ready as I would be. When i walked by your house I decided it wouldn't be enough, so I looked straight at you, and gave you a.smile that said I dare you to come out here. You did, and you introduced yourself. You said you had been watching me, you said you just had to say hi to me. I suggested we walk, and that morning sun shined in your eyes and I saw your smile for the first time. And to this day, I still can not believe I have spent the last six years with you." She waited for a response, but all she heard was his light breathing. His arm was laid out and she kissed him softly on the lips "another time, my love" she whispered. Buried her head into his shoulder and her hand on his chest. "I love you" she whispered. And he turned his body slightly and put his arm around her. Mumbling "I have always loved you" and they both went to sleep smiling.
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There Once Was
Teen FictionAlmost everyone criticizes teenage girls for being depressed, suicuidal, self-harming, and who knows what else. but what people don't realize, is that guys have it difficult too.