I blink and stare disgustedly at the person in front of me. She has frizzy waist-length black and red straight hair, dark circles under her blue-grey eyes, she needs to lose weight, her makeup is smeared... She is about 5'6. I turn away from the mirror sadly. Why do I have to hate myself...? The only thing I like is my snake bites, which aren't even part of me... I run a brush through my hair and wash my face before applying new makeup. I paste on a smile and look over my outfit: black skinny jeans, a black shirt with a red broken heart on it, red converse, and a red beanie. I grab a jacket and head downstairs and out the door.
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I don't have any friends at school. One, because of my personality and looks, I guess I kind of scare people off. Two, because I am afraid to get close to anyone. Therefore... I don't. I walk into the school with my eyes on the ground. I am heading towards my locker when I smack into someone and fall to the ground. I keep my eyes facing the ground as I wait for insults to come pouring out of the person's mouth.
"Oh my god, are you okay?" a guy's voice asks.
I look slowly up, shocked that he was actually concerned. His eyes showed worry.
"I-I'm alright..." I mumble.
He holds out his hand to help me up and flashes a smile.
"I'm Drew. I'm new here. What's your name?" he asks.
"I'm Arielle. If you don't want your social life ruined, you probably don't want to be seen with me..." I inform him.
He throws his arm around me and grins down at me. I blink in surprise.
"Nah, I think I like you. I think we are going to be great friends," he says with a genuine smile.
"Uh... okay..." I mumble, blushing.
He winks at me and waves as he walks toward his first class. I grin and feel butterflies in my stomach. This is gonna be an interesting week...
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Love Hurts
RomanceLove can hurt sometimes, but for Arielle Winters, it could be fatal. If she falls in love with someone, she takes away all their emotional pain as well as their fatal illnesses or injuries. She thinks she has it all under control, but then she meets...