My little mate

Its True

Daisy's POV:
I just asked out Alexander! How it happened I have no idea and I don't know where my confidence came from! I never even talked to Alexander but the first time I do we somehow ending up setting up a date. Does anyone else think that is weird, or crazy? When he was walking away I felt bad so I grabbed his wrist and I felt sparks like electricity. It felt good and warm, and didn't hurt at all. He smelled really good like Irish spring soap and cherries. I would bathe in that smell if I could!

Trinity looks at me like I have grown two heads, " What just happened?" I looked her and she looked shocked to say the least. " Honestly Trin I don't know, but hey now I have a sorta date!" She looked at me and shook me, " WHY CAN'T I BE YOU I CANT DRAW, I LOOK LIKE A GRANDMA, AND I CANT EVEN GET A GUY TO LOOK IN MY DIRECTION!" She was insane she was beautiful! Her long blonde hair was up in a messy bun and her pale compextion complemented her piercing blue eyes. If anything I wish that I was her. " Lady you are crazy! You are amazing if anything I wish I was you so I didn't look like a mess all the time!"

We finished school, and I went to my locker. I opened it to see it was flooded with papers. They all said Whore, Bitch, or Slut on it. I hear laughing and look down the hall at Daniel and his two little minions. I guess they are the ones who did this. I figured because they do this a lot of the time. " Aww come on sweetie am I telling you any lies?" He was right I was everything on those pieces of paper. I grabbed the papers, my book bag, and sketchbook before I shut my locker. The guys start laughing and I feel tears brimming my eyes as I rush out of the school.

As I'm walking to my Jeep I hear my name being called; it was probably just the guys again so I try walking faster to my car, but someone grabs my arm. I wince a little bit because it was still sore, and look to see who it was only to be ment with amazing green eyes that looked like they were glowing. " Hey are you okay? I saw you rushing outside and I wanted to walk you to your car. You looked like you were going to cry and so I called your name but you looked like you were going to bolt if I didn't stop you!" He looked at me confused as I heard the words in my mind: Whore. Bitch. Slut. It was my uncle that made me that. I felt a tear slip and many more followed. He wiped them away and cupped my cheek, " I'm okay I just let people get to me I'm fine. Really!" He looks into my eyes to see if I'm lying and sighs. "okay, but only if you really are." I smile and turn to leave as a few papers fall from my backpack. I go to grab them but he was faster.