Cinder Silvia was a thing of nightmares. And dreams. Atleast I know she was always in mine. She had gorgeous teal and grey hair. That flowed down to her hips and fell perfectly around her face. She had cheek bones carved by gods laying right above her lips. She always painted them a bright red. Her waist was small but followed by legs of muscle. In my dreams I always see her in a beautifully flowing dress that never ended which is weird because she never dressed up. She always wore a baseball cap with our team name. She pitched for our high school baseball team. This is where nightmares come in. I never have nightmares of her of course she's lovely and I can't find anything scary enough to drive me from asking her out the last day of high school, ever.
Cinder has a resting bitch face. I'll just say that now. You know after hearing about her and talking to her that she's actually completely different from anything like a beyotch. You first meet her and you stay a couple miles away because you fear the spontaneous pain from you doing any little thing that could piss her off. That's another thing that's nightmarish about her. She doesn't look like she can lift 435 but she can. She's on the powerlifting team and goes to state for it each year.
Academically she is in One Act Play where she is always the lead. She has a beautiful voice for singing. And she can change it from snow whites singing to the birds to rumpelstiltskin.
She is the captain of the color guard and shows love in each swift move and throw of the baton.
She is the captain of the debate team.
She started the schools first ever book club. They meet every week on Tuesday. I joined freshman year, the first year. Though I don't like reading myself, I joined because she was in it obviously but I've started to love the reading myself. I've started to love the feeling and sound of the book pages flowing as you read the words so beautifully strung together to make up a story you'll never forget.
She's a tutor for the school. I'd get her to tutor me because I'm slick like that. Like what does this mean and I already have the answer in my head.
She's the stuco president. She handles almost everything to do with it
She's also the class president. Whay can I say? She's pretty famous around school.
I'm not too much. I'm not particularly hot nor am I the smartest. I'm not popular so I don't stand out. I get messed with by the other football jocks. I take it up until I can't then I fight back for like a second then move on.
Anyways no more about me. This is about cinder and how I get the hottest, smartest, most talented girl to ever live to go out with me.
