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Alan's pov:

I stood in front of my full length mirror and sighed at my appearance, I tugged on my medium length ginger hair in frustration, I looked in my eyes through the mirror and didn't see myself. I saw an ugly redhead. I padded away from the mirror and swayed over to my wardrobe, I pick out a thin navy blue sweater which makes my ginger hair and hazle eyes pop. I then pick up a pair of very ripped black skinnies. I looked in the mirror once again, the collar of my sweater drooped a little showing off my protruding collar bones, the sleeves swallowed my hands in soft material. I ruffled my hair and sighed again. I turned away and made my way downstairs. I slipped on my black toms and a daisy flower crown. I slipped out the door and into the cool February night.

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okay so there's Alan's pov sorry its short -becca

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