Dedication: ptxtremefangirl and kateprincipio. You girls are angels 💙 Thank you so much for the advice, I love you xx
PIC ABOVE OR TO THE SIDE IS WHAT SKYLAR'S BODY LOOKS LIKE
"And maybe you can eat some salad while you're at it"- Stupid ass hater, 2nd July 2016
lol bįtçh I know I'm fat, you don't need to tell me again t(•_•t)
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Recap:
So I'm basically stuck in the middle of a country that I know nothing about, looking for a house that I have no information on, to find a guy whom I love yet I don't even know his last name.
Life- 201. Skylar- 0.
Good job stupid.
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After buying an apple, I sit down on a bench outside the grocery store.
"Sup pretty girl," a boy flops down next to me and I jump slightly. I look him over, kinda liking what I see. Now, don't judge me, okay? I have a weird taste in guys, right?
He's got orangey brown hair, glasses that make his hazel eyes massive, he's kinda lanky but his choice in clothes make up for it: he's wearing a Nirvana shirt and Santa Cruz tracksuit pants, along with a pair of Nike's.
"The sun," I reply and he rolls his eyes, placing his forearms on his knees.
"You're not from around here," he observes and I nod, taking another bite from my apple. "Los Angles?"
My eyebrows raise. "Spot on, how'd you guess?"
He just grins. "I'm Kyle, let me put a name to that pretty face of yours?"
I blush furiously. "Skylar," I finally whisper.
"Beautiful name for a beautiful girl." He's definitely a fück-boy. "What're you doing around this part of town?"
I raise an eyebrow. "You mean the main part?"
He pauses. "Well yeah."
"I'm looking for.... For a friend," I hesitantly reply, not quite sure of what we were.
"You don't sound so sure about that," he replies, amusement twinkling in his eyes.
"Well, maybe he's a friend-boy. I'm not quite sure," I wince, heart starting to beat faster.
"Oh," he looks slightly disappointed. "Well, I could help you find him, I guess."
"You would?" I ask him hesitantly. I literally only met him fifteen minutes ago.
"Of course. Anything to help a damsel in distress. Especially a pretty one wearing an AC/DC shirt," he chuckles and I glance over at him, a small smile playing on my lips.
"Thanks," I murmur, my smile growing slightly when I notice a blush crawling up his neck.
"No problem," he quickly gets up off the bench and offers me a hand. I snort and place my apple in his hand, making him pout playfully. "That's definitely not what I was looking for."
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