"My parents don't understand me, but maybe you can." Said Kyle, on his MySpace account to his crush; y/n.
He waited minutes before y/n replied.
"I already do Kyle, no one else understands us. We're just a bunch of misfits." Y/n felt such deep feeling for Kyle, but her heart was so broken for anyone to fix her again. Kyle was perfect in her eyes, his long hair covering his face was so attractive she thought.
Everyone at school hated her and threw books and chairs at her. Bobby was one of the main bullies, and so was the group of popular girls. Bunch of blonde cheerleaders, naturally beautiful and always got the cute guys. Y/N always felt ugly when compared to the gorgeous blonde goddesses. "i'll never be a pretty as them, I'm so imperfect" Y/n moped and looked in the mirror to reveal her actually perfect face. All she saw was a monster. "how could anyone ever love me??" she cried herself to sleep while listening to Fall Out Boy.
She heard the familiar 'beep' of a myspace message. "kyle!!" she said as she heard her fallen angel message her. "Hello my dark princess, I'm here to fix your broken heart." y/n replied "but how can you love me? look at all the scars on my wrists!11!!" she pm'ed him over 50 pictures of her scared wrists with a black and white filter over it. "bb i love you, your scars are beautiful :3" Y/N instantly fell in love with those words "oh Kyle, you understand my pain :3 0w0" and kyle, charmingly says back "rawr X3"
