Friend Zone

The look

Well, I guess I got a bit inspired to write another chapter today. Enjoy reading it! 

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The Look

I am not a fashion girl and many would agree that. I guess I've never really cared about fashion and clothes bacause I've never had a mother in my life. So now I have to explain that too. 

Well, when I was four years old, my mom got cancer and after only months she died. You may think I don't care about my moms death, but I'm so tired of talking about it. Everyone feels sad about it, and think that they have to treat me dfferent if i telles them I don't have any mother. So therefor I don't tell any about it. Well, Ulrich knows it. But he does not talk about it, unless I start the conversation. I like that Ulrich got this chilled attitude about it. It feels like he knows almost everything about me, and would never use it against me. That's cool. 

Since I've never really cared about fashion and clothes, you may think I don't care about a boy's look. But I do. I think it is important that a boy got a good sense of fashion and maybe is a bit handsome. Or at lest, cute. To make this story a bit clichè, Ulrich got all that. He is handsome, you gotta love that Six-pach he got. His hair is loveable, I think every girl would love that hair, it's thick and blond, with dark stripes, and his round face is so cute and with that cute little nose, he got the whole package. 
I don't think I can stop here, because I have to mention his style. He always wear dark or light with not too much baggy. And he always wear a red, blue or brown shirt with a t- shirt inside. It's very typical Ulrich, but I love it. I think he think about what to wear every morning, and that's cute. I love boys with a good sense of style!

That Ulrich is an outsider is strange. Because he got the look every girl would fell for, and maybe he's not a sport dude, but he got a sexy six-pack and I can't complain over his biceps. But yeah, he's an outsider, and he is an outsider with me. The most strange thing, it that he never talks about it. That   both him and me are friends. And that we are both two outsiders together. And he is not embarresed when he hang out with me, that's the most sexy thing about him! When someone says mean things in the classroom, he always defend the offer, even if it's me or another outsider in our class. When he calls me he often tells me that he miss me, and he hopes that he'll soon meet me. How cute isn't that? If it's not a boyfriend I got, I cartainly got a very good friend. And I am obviously in love with that good friend!