Run.
Running was always my solution it took away the pain, it cleared my mind and most of all it should have saved me.
I wasn't anything special I wasn't beautiful or pretty or anything men would tell the girl they liked. I was me average 5"4 brunette with hazel eyes that would always remind everyone of mud cake I mean don't get me wrong I wasn't fat but I certainly wasn't skinny either I was in the middle like always not high or low just middle.
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Stuck In The New Century (Spock)
FanfictionOne girl, a new world and nothing holding her back. Except a certain pointy eared Vulcan who cares for no one except her...
