I sat there , in a room filled with darkness and smoke . I couldn't get her out of my mind . Her soft plump lips , rosey cheeks that complimented her so very pale skin . All of her curves that a women should have , that part of her waist were my hands will rest perfectly . That part were her thighs touch closing off her innocence that no one has touched but I sure bet someone wished they had . Her dark brown hair almost black that fell mid back into perfect curls that drove me insane ! She was so fragile like a new born kitten , her dainty hands and fingers that moved so perfectly has she pours her tea in the morning , rocking back and forth making that little creek on her swing on the balcony . I just wished I knew her name . Even if I did she wouldn't want me I'm a rebelous senior that sleeps with every girl at the party's that is failing all my classes and doesn't give a shit . A stupid tennage boy named blayze . The dog barking took me out of my trance why was I so intrigued with her ? I had to go to bed sleepishly I got up walk to my room trying not to bump into any walls I fell into a deep sleep right as my head hit the pellow .
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Teen FictionThe thoughts inside of Blayze Henderson. Blayze-young Leo dicaprio