Skylars P.O.V
It was lunch time, as usual, I grabbed my stuff and left to my safe place-an abandoned house in the woods, that I had fixed up and is now my own home-. As I was getting in my 2000 Silver rim, dodge, a boy came up to me. Light brown hair, and these bright green/hazel eyes. He was the most gorgeous thing I've ever layed eyes on.
"Hey! I'm Cole," he exclaimed. "I saw you in English class, first period?" He stated, in more of a question manner. "I'm Skylar." I replied, confused. "Are you new here? Why haven't I seen you before?" He asked, throwing question after question at me.
"I've been here since November. And you probably haven't seen me because I prefer not to be seen." I explained, agitated. "Oh well, Skylar, it was nice to meet you." Cole chuckled, with a lopsided smile. I smiled back and got into my car. As I was driving away, a group of girls I've seen in the hallway stared at me rudely. I felt their stares burning into me as I drove away.
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RomanceIn her freshman year, Skylar, a 15 year old with depression, had just moved to London, England, and is struggling to make friends. After a few weeks of being the unnoticed new girl, she falls upon a beautiful boy, and in hopes of meeting him, she ge...
