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But I was used to finding something deadly in things that attracted me; there was always something deadly lurking in anything I wanted, anything I loved.
-Jhon Knowles, A Separate Place
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"Jinn stop looking at him already, I can't stand you liking him."
Sure I "like" him.
" Jesus Christ I hate him with a fiery passion, like seriously he looks like a shark." She rolled her eyes and gave him the stink eye, now that talking, is my best friend Dylan, she honestly can't stand him just because he accidentally bumped into her and didn't say sorry, she's such a drama queen. To be honest he changed over the years, his facial features got more manly over the years, instead of his long cute hair, his hair is now gelled with his hair combed to the side, his eyes are more intimidating, it's like they dig into your soul and steal your heart. I just don't know how to explain it he's so grown now and everything must seem different to him, he must have forgot what we had, what we've been through.
" Enough already Dylan, I told you not to talk about him," I exclaimed, " How am I suppose to get over him when you keep on yapping on about him?"
She leaned over to me and whispered in my ear, "Well I could always hook you up with someone." She moved from my ear and winked. You've got to be kidding me. I restrained myself from rolling my eyes because if I did it one more time my eyes would fall to the back of my head.
Did I mention that she has also been trying to hook me up with someone else since we first went to puberty class back in grade 7. This girl was absolutely radical, no doubt about that, that's why she's my best friend, but I don't see my self attracting a whole lot of the male population judging from the way I look, I definitely wasn't a size zero, not even close, my waist was a size fourteen at the most, yet whenever I wore skinny jeans my stomach fat decided to jump out like Penny Wise whenever his new pray walked by, literally. My hair was an ugly brown color, it was dead at the ends and most of the time my hair would have its own mood , either it would be normal, or it would rage and go all over the place, wavy was an understatement. My skin was a dark color made me look like a pimple in this school because of how much I pop out. My eyes were so Asian that if I smiled it would look like my eyes were closed, resulting my pimples to be the soul of the show on my face, aside form my huge ass nose that made the Pinocchio movie put to shame, and my crooked mouth that looked like it wasn't even there because my top lip was so small compared to my bottom lip. Most boys want the so called "package" the "watermelons and oranges", the "good stuff", apparently I didn't have boobs and a butt either, my but was so small my pockets on my pants would be located on my upper thigh in the back, my chest was so flat that you could also mistaken me for a man. I don't think I'm gonna bloom anytime soon. The only thing I can manage to make myself look good with were my eyebrows. Oh how much I envy those girls with those perfect bodies.
"Here we go again, let me guess your thinking oh so hard about him again like you do usually." She said sarcastically.
"Oh you know me so well," I rolled my eyes, " I don't know why you keep on expecting the same thing all the time , I won't get over him for long and it's not like anybody likes me anyways, so stop trying to auction me off." I whispered the last part because who knew who was listening, gossip in this school can spread like a wild fire, and we wouldn't want anybody knowing that I'm giving myself away, well, I'm not but my best friend is trying to.
"I'm just saying it's time to catch another fish already."she exclaimed.
"Duhh. You don't think I know that." I told her, she gave me the stink eyes, oh this girl, if it were up to me I would give her up already but this bitch knows to much already.
"Whatever bitch." She said. We were currently in the morning cafeteria. Usually we don't come in here but since he was here I came and decided to eat breakfast also. Just because. No questions asked. Me and Dylan made eye contact, knowing that look I stood up in rhythm with her and decided to waste my food. As I threw away my trash, everything happened in slow motion. I turned around and soon enough I felt like I was falling, I was prepared to be embarrassed, but instead I felt nothing, like I was being lifted, because I was, and that was when I looked into a set of chocolate brown eyes that I knew so well. Kelvin.
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I'll Wait
Teen Fiction"Next time could you maybe watch your fucking step" he barked at me. He heavily sighed and narrowed his eyes at me. " Sorry I wasn't watching where I was going." I looked at the ground in shame. A pang in my chest took place instead of the fast pace...
