I look under my lashes at the guy in front of me. He was hot, in a weird strange way. He seemed nervous, anxious. His body showed that, the way he shuffled along in his black converse, the way he hunched over slightly, and the way his eyes flitted around the hallway, as if scared something was going to attack him.
*cough* stalker *cough*
I understand how he feels. I feel like that. Every day I fight myself, the battles in my head drowning out any other noise. His blonde hair glistened under the horrible school lights. His blue eyes flitted around, meeting mine for a millisecond. His small lanky body got pushed around in the rush to get to class.
Agreed , school lights can die in a hole.
And this is when I fell.
Figuratively and literally.
Ha! I fall all the time!
Lilly x
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Randomthis is a story I'm writing with virgilanxetysanders and stuff so yeah.... just read it.q
