Before I knew it me and Ryan were hanging out three to four times a week. I think i was starting to like him. Maybe i was just so grateful that he found Alex that it made me think that i like him. I was going to see him tonight and i couldn't wait. He was coming to my house to hang. Why is he so nice to me? Doesn't he know about me? Hasn't he heard the rumors? I wonder if this is all a joke. What if their putting him up to this? I have to stop. I cant let myself worry about things like this. As i was fixing my hair in the mirror i realized that I'm not pretty. I don't have anything in common with the pretty girl in school or my sister. Why would Ryan want to hang out with me? Was this all a game i wondered again. I will be devastated if it is. For once i have a friend who is a boy. Who seems to care about what i need to hear instead of what i want to hear. My sister says he must be blind if he wants to hang out with me. My mom found that hilarious. Ill show them all someday. When their on the street homeless ill be famous with people screaming my name. I put on the nicest pair of jeans i owned and my nicest tank top. Maybe if i wore nice clothes it would take away from my ugly face. I hear the doorbell and had a mini heart attack. I don't know why but every time i hear the doorbell this happens. I don't know there must be something wrong with me. I run downstairs before my sister gets there to make him run away. I open the door and the biggest smile spreads across my face. He says "hey how you doing?" and i almost have a stroke . I say come in and i cant help notice how perfect he walks. The way his long legs stride across the ground. The way he runs his hands through his hair. He is just perfect in every way. We go up tp my room and i shut the door.
"I'm sorry my hair is a disaster today" i say, embarrassed my my appearance. He must hang out with pretty girls,unlike me.
"Miley your hair is always perfect the way it is never say that." He was the first person who had every said that to me. So from that moment on we finished the visit with endless,pointless talk.
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