Boy // n.h. [second version]

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BOY : Chapter Two

          I had never seen him not smiling or laughing.

Usually, he would be joining in on his friend's ridiculous conversations with a huge smile on his face, but today had been different. His eyes were collecting tears, making his eyes glazed over like newly cut glass, and kept looking at the clock like he just wanted the day to end so he could just run away and never come back.

I gave him a look, sort of like asking him if he was alright, I could hear him sigh, and he slowly nodded his head.

I wasn't convinced.

I took my journal out and started to write about him again.

"There once was a boy
who sat in the back
of my last period class.
Something snapped,
he doesn't smile or laugh.
I think he's beautiful."

[guess who just psoted the prequel too ;)]