❃Freshlee Interracial imagines and Preferences❃

Scars to your Beautiful (Nate)

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She just wants to be beautiful
She goes unnoticed, she knows no limits,
She craves attention, she praises an image,
She prays to be sculpted by the sculptor
Oh she don't see the light that's shining
Deeper than the eyes can find it
Maybe we have made her blind
So she tries to cover up her pain, and cut her woes away
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Y/n sat alone far away from the rest. Everyone around her was either drinking or making out with anyone.

She had her hoodie pulled over her head and a now empty cup in hand.

She didn't want to be there at all. She felt like she either stuck out like a sore thumb at parties or she goes unnoticed.

All the guys are paying attention to the girls who were dressed in short, tight dresses and 5 inch heels.

She lifted her head up and spotted Nate standing across the room talking to a girl in the shortest dress and the highest heels.

She was pretty, there was no doubting that.

Y/n has waited her whole life to grow up and look exactly like the girls in magazines. She looked nothing like that. She wasn't a size 2, she didn't have lucious long hair, and she wasn't tall.

She was thick, had short kinky hair, and she herself was very short.

She just wanted one day where someone like Nate would notice her. He was the only guy that actually approached her without saying something snarky.

"Hey" Y/n hadn't noticed Nate. She thought he was talking to someone else.

"You're Y/n right?" She looked up very surprised.

"Me? Uh yes. But I think you have the wrong person.

"No. I just wanted to ask you if you wanted to dance?"

Y/n couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"You don't want to dance with me. I mean look at me" She pointed to her plain outfit and pulled her hoodie off her head.

"You should go back and talk to someone who is nothing like me. Someone like her" Nate shook his head.

"Who ever said that you were pretty"

"Every guy in the 11th grade"

Nate sat beside her and pulled on a strand of her soft hair.

"You're so damn gorgeous. They must be crazy"

"But I'm not tall and skinny" Y/n replied.

"More to hold onto. Don't put yourself down like that, babygirl. Don't listen to those Idiots. You're body is bangin' your hair is soft and I wish I could play with it all day. Now about that dance" Y/n laughed.

"Yes"

I love this dog and I love Alessia so I decide to make an imagine. Everyone is beautiful and they should know that. Don't forget to go read my new Halloween story insane. It's really good and scary.