Everyone will try to put in as much effort as they can to compel Neron Eggbarks.
But no...
He is too powerful, too poetic and pale to be defeated. Children weep at the thought of the poor boy. They don't realise that he doesn't belong with the Edgy. He's been misunderstood clearly.
Neron woke up early in the morning and scowled at his pale face when he sees it in the mirror, his sky blue eyes piercing through. His egirl sister, Arin, was majorly concerned for him (and also considered mild curry to be 'burn your tongue out' hot). Arin has no choice but to support him and be happy for him, even if he was betraying his own class and wrote poems about onions.
Yes indeed. Neron was a poet (well, he still is) and uses his biro pen passionately, pouring his heart and faith out into every word he scribbles onto the page. He would listen to his indie and rap infused playlist to conjure up some inspiration. Currently, he's working on a poem, for an unknown lover...
The girl he saw the other day, around a month ago, who might have been either mesmerised or highly confused when she heard the music he had. Her freckled face, the messy bun, the plump lips and her dark brown eyes were always in the back of his mind. He didn't want to admit that he was lovesick. So he would listen to his emo music and write out his feelings.
Already, Neron feels like Lord Byron when he was writing 'She Walks in Beauty'. He never plagiarizes his poems, unlike his so-called poet cousin who he hasn't seen in two years.
Even in his sleep, he has her in her mind. He can't get rid of the thought. He has to live with it.
"You know what, I'm gonna end this once and for all," he whispered to him self extremely quietly, "I'm gonna talk to her and see if she'll be friends with me". He smiled to himself and chuckled lightly, and off he went to sleep at one in the morning. Don't worry, it's the weekend. He'll wake up at eleven...
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Ah well you look at that, the girl likes him and the boy likes her. PLOT CONVENIENCE! We love that in a Wattpad story don't we?
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