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W.D.Y.W.F.M [eng]

„Two nights ago she got that look in her eyes"
She immediately turned her head to left. Few seats and there sit her crush. Her long and gules hair seemed to be as soft as velvet. It covered her back down to her waist. It was like the fresh blood after a deep cut. Few drips first then it flows like a flooded river. That girl had pale skin. It reminded her of the snow. She was 7 when she first saw snow. Before it her family lived in Mexico. She missed the hot weather, the dry air, the amazingly blue sky. She felt like it was endless, nor had a beginning. And also the people were always happy - or atleast in her memories from back then.

Not like here. In the northern part of the great America. The land of promise. Where nothing is impossible. Where the dreams come true.
It was winter. Everything was covered with snow. The wind was blowing untiringly. It was boring to her, she hated the greyness, the cold, the ice on the streets whenever she was walkig to school. She hated everything about it, even though the girl with the white skin made it more endurable.

It was already the middle of the song, she didn't even noticed it. She lost her consciousness while she was staring at that girl. She probably had sparkling eyes.

„What do you want from me"

The girl - whom she was in love with - had huge brown eyes. It looked like almonds. It gave that affectionate impression, that she is filled and built up with love and kindness. She never ran out of smiles.

„Maybe she's right, maybe I'm wrong"

But she knew she wasn't into girls. She also knew that she shouldn't have feelings towards to the other girl since her parents want her to marry a nice guy and have a family.

It was just crazily wrong.

She was in love with another girl while she had an already planned future. It just hurt her soul. She was actually chasing a dream which will never ever come true. Honestly, she was hurting her own self.

- Huh? The land of promise? - she murmured while she felt a teardrop running down on her cheeks slowly as her feelings became stronger towards to the other girl. - That must be a fucking joke. - She couldn't believe all the stuff what her mom have told to her. It'll fade as she grow. It isn't terminal, it's just a phase.
Her mom once said that everyone has a period when they find the same sex attractive. But after a while it changes to the different ones. The girl once asked her, that what if it won't change?

She never saw that face of her mom. She was literally killing with eyes. She had dry and stern voice as she answered.
- Then you're a faggot.
The girl couldn't forget that. It was haunting her in her dreams too.

She knew what her mom wanted from her but she didn't know what does she really want, until she met her classmate.

Time passed swiftly since their first meet. They didn't have the chance to get to know each other more but they still liked the other - I mean, she did, but didn't knoe about the other's feelings.

She zoned out.

The next thing she saw was a tiny hand in front of her face. The red haired girl noticed she was crying and promptly stood up from her seat to check the crying girl. She put her hands on the other's red and wet cheeks. She gave her a big smile. The other girl's heart broke into a million pieces.
- What's wrong, darling? - Her voice could be an angel's voice.
- Nothing - she shook her head as she wiped off the tears.
- Something must be up to you. People don't cry just because.
- It's really nothing. - She held back her tears. She wanted to run away. - Don't worry. I'm okay. I'll pass it on. - You.
The red haired couldn't believe these weak words but she thought it would be better not to force the other. She left her with a sad smile and she sat back.

Then she rubbed her eyes and stopped the music. It annoyed her.

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