"Hey" Shiloh whispered
I looked over at her to see her leaning towards me staring at me with her big brown eyes and a meaningful smile painted on her face. She was beautiful. But the genuine kind, not the caked on makeup and overly done hair and cleavage bouncing in your face and ass hanging out.
But genuinely beautiful natural light looking makeup just to inhance her natural beauty and a maroon v-neck that revealed just a little bit but still modest enough and skinny jeans that smoothed over her toned butt and legs. Her hair just fell around her shoulders nothing special but beautiful.
"Heyyyyyy" she whispered yelled this time snapping me out of my gay moment.
"What" i responded sort of rude. "You know you are really good at having the worst attitude" she rolled her eyes.
"I'm sorry perky cheerleaders with snobby cheerleader friends get on my nerves can't help" i said in a snobby voice.
"Oh, look I'm really sorry about that, she is just not a big fan of-of-f ehh" she started to trip over her words, and then I quickly realized what she was about to say.
"Oh so she's not a fan of gays?" I asked anger quickly overcoming me. "Well its just she just believes-" she tried again, but i wasn't having it, "She believes what that I'm gross that I'm a loser? What!?" I was whisper screaming in her face.
"I bet you feel the same way. I bet you think i am absolutely repulsing huh? Me, a girl that wears her hair cut and wears her skinny jeans like a guy, i bet you think I am just the worst!" I past whispering the whole class could hear me yelling at her and she was completely embarrassed.
She looked as if she was so hurt. Like i had hurt her feelings. This made me stop my rant. I wanted to examine how all this made her feel.
"Actually, I think you and your piercings and your haircut and your guy skinny jeans and even your freaky tattoos are cool. Actually Aspen I think its all beautiful. You are a work of art." she whispered in my ear, "But you are also the biggest bitch I have ever met!"
And with that she ran out of the classroom, broken. She left me bushing and grinning and not even caring that she insulted me.
This girl. This beautiful little carmel piece of perfection thinks I am a work of art.
A/N : hey guys hope you liked ! Sorry we will meet Garrett next chapter promise! Comment ! Vote! SHARE! Thanks again! Byeeee! Oh and here is a pic of Aspen!
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Teen FictionShiloh Perkins is the gorgeous cheerleader with the model body. But shes also a depressed and emotionally broken girl, who secrets have never been told. Especially one that could ruin her reputation, the one she worked so hard to maintain.