Band Tee's and Ripped-Up Skinny Jeans

I'm Aspyn. I'm 16 almost 17. I'm not very popular and I am obsessed with bands and wear ripped skinny jeans and band tees on a daily basis. I have long natural blonde hair and piercing blue grey eyes. I'm skinny but I have curves in all the right places. I usually seem happy person. Most people consider me pretty, maybe even beautiful or gorgeous but I just don't see it like most teenage girls.

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I walked through the doors of high school in Eugene, Oregon on my first day of my junior year. My usual smile plastered across my face as I walked with dark haired best friend, Fallyn. I was wearing a white 5 Seconds of Summer band tee with torn dark skinny jeans and white converse. My hair was straighten and very voluminous, as usual. I was wearing only a thin line of black eyeliner on my top lid and and thin coat of mascara. As we sauntered through the halls we heard the buzz about all the new students. Usually none of that gossip matters to me except this time the description of a boy new to our class caught my attention.

He was described as extremely tall, rumoring around 6'5 or taller, with hair so dark it appeared black and eyes to match. His hair was rumored to be long and he supposedly flipped it to the right. His personality was said to be dark and mysterious. People were saying he had a lip piercing and wore dark skinny jeans and band tee shirts. According to the female population he was sexy and they all lusted for him. According to the male population he was a "fag" and needed to be "taught a lesson". In reality they were all probably jealous. His description was very my type and I was praying the rumors were true about this supposed sex god. As I was caught in a fantasy of sitting next to this gorgeous boy, who might actually understand me so I could stop hiding who I truly was, in one of my classes Fallyn gently elbowed my and whispered "12 o'clock" I looked up the hall and there he was. He was even more gorgeous in person and even taller than I imagined. He was wearing a Nirvana shirt with black skinny jeans with a singke tear at each knee. he was wearing black converse and a leather jacket was swung over his shoulders. He began to walk passed us, I being the confrontational person I am, gently touched his forearm and said. "Hi. I'm Aspyn and this is my best friend Fallyn. You must be new here. I can show you around of you'd like." I said flashing an unusually bright smile. He reached to shake my hand and said in a deep British accent. "I'm Beckett. I'd love for you to show me around. My first class is math." he smiled a million dollar smile and I blushed. Before smiling and saying "I have math too. I'll take you there."

"I have to get to the other side of the school. I'll see you two at lunch?" Fallyn interjected.

"of course Fal." I said before she walked away. I turned back to Beckett with a giggle "Shall we compare schedules?"

After about two minutes of comparing schedules and coming to the conclusion that they were the same and with that I began to lead him down the hall toward our class.

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