Sara's POV: I walk through the halls, wondering what life means. Why is life so damn hard all the time. I ponder on this question a lot. That's when I saw him, Joseph. He was almost as perfect as one of the fanfics I'm writing. He has long chestnut hair that I want to tangle my fingers in. His hair has that emo swoop to it, so hot. I wander why is he so quiet, I long to talk to him. I walk into math class he sits far but not to far, about an arms length away. He looks at me and smiles his gentle smile. I look at his lips for a while, wondering if those lips could become mine, in tangled with mine. I was about to speak but only a chirp escaped my lips.
"Are you ok." He chuckled quietly.
"Yeah." I choked.
He will be mine he has to be. I don't think I could bare my life without him.
Joseph's POV: She actually talked to me. Wow, I never thought this day would come. She is the perfect emo girl. She has died red hair, and I think its so cute how she wraps herself up in her batman hoodie. She makes me smile with those lips of hers, I want to make those lips mine, dominate them. I walk through the halls wondering if I should tell her how I feel, no I'm way to shy and what if the word gets out. I can see it now, aww the two emo kids finally together. Forget it hopefully this gift will let her see me, the real me.
