Amara Bonnie Naveen(Urban) (COMPLETED)

"You're beautiful"

You know that one guy that you thought was different from the rest and only to find out that he was just like the rest. When I had completely given up on hope of finding a boy, Ian had come by. He was a cute, shy, and smart guy with blue eyes and dirty blonde hair. For a while, I thought about him and soon he became my crush but also he became the guy who crushed my heart.

"So Amari..." He fumbled with his glasses and I bite my lip. His shyness was adorable and I just knew he couldn't be like these boys out here.

If we were in a relationship he would be loyal and I'm sure I wouldn't have any drama.

This is it he is going to ask me out. We sat together side-by-side as we were supposed to be doing our work but he had interrupted us with his question. You see Ian and I met in out junior year here, while I was crying over some stupid fuck boy who had used me to get to Nadia or Tallisa. He found me close to breaking down one day and it seemed as if he genuinely cared cause he wouldn't let me leave without me reassuring him I was alright.

He even decided to walk me to class and I couldn't help become infatuated with him. He was tall and lean and he glowed up more during senior year. Now, he had a little more confidence than before and even though I felt him becoming distant because girls seemed to never stop annoying him. Though I didn't let that bother me and still talked to him from time to times.

"I just want you to know that I think that you are a pretty and strong girl," I smiled and he smiled back to me before he leaned in and took my hand. He gave me his smile which made me throw my head down.

"Ugh...you and Nadia are friends right?" I was smart enough to look at him strangly and try to figure out where this was going. He couldn't no no no he wouldn't.

Did he really lead me on!?

Suppressing a sigh, I started at him still with a growing anger and sadness inside me. Once he smiled at me I realized that I was fucked, he was just like the others.

Removing my hands from his, I wanted to cry.

He was just like the rest of these boys around this school!

He looked back at me and smiled, "I was wondering if —"

"I could give you Nadia's phone number?" I threw my book bag on my arm once I herd the bell, he nodded —I wanted to slap him but I guess it wasn't his fault because he didn't know I like him.

"Yea," He scooted closer to me as I took him paper and wrote down 'her' number.

"I'm sure she will like you,"

Yea when you have the guts to ask her out herself instead of using her best friend.

I smirked as I walked out the door and seen his face because on the paper it read:

754 fuk urslf

After a while thinking over every heart break I had since the beginning of highschool, I couldn't help but yawn...this shit was getting old. I entered the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Feeling like I wanted to just rip apart my face and then I would be okay.

I heaved up and down trying to get my breath under control; as I stared into the mirror I wonder how I would look if I was lighter and my hair was longer.

If...

So many times I said IF.

Ugh, fuck this I can't no more!

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Later that day I was much calmer and after school, the gals and I headed to our favorite shop. I didn't dare whisper anything to them; I would hold this in it wasn't that serious anyway.