That day at school, the day started pretty slowly with me in the library, finding books about anatomy and shiz. It was rather boring, as usual, but Mom said I need to "anoint my mind with knowledge." Whatever that means. I'm assuming it means "get smart, Razim." But I'm already pretty smart.
The bell rang, signifying the start of the school day. I went back to the classroom. Scarface was already there, and a flock of girls were surrounding her, gingerly touching her scar and asking questions like "Does that hurt?"
"N-no." Scarface replied.
"What happened, Scarface?" Sarah asked.
"It's Audrey." Scarface said, without actually answering.
"Right, sorry."
That's when I notice how Audrey is sitting in the middle of the classroom, leaning ever so slightly away from the window. Windows are made of glass.
DUH!!
"Guys, leave her alone, stop touching her scar." I said to the girls. They kind of looked at their feet before heading to their desk. I took my seat, and Audrey took hers.
"Um, hey." I said.
Audrey took a steadying breath. "H-hi."
"I'm Razim." I said to introduce myself. "Or Razz."
"Audrey. But some people call me Auddie. Or Auds." Audrey responded.
I looked at Audrey's hair. It was brown, and it went barely past her shoulders, to her collarbone. Her one good eye was a rather nice shade of light green. She was fairly short, with fair skin and a face that is oval shaped without being too long. She has a fairly youthful body, with next to no cleavage. (No I'm not THAT guy. Get your head out of the gutter). I looked at her clothes. She was wearing a simple dress that went barely past her knees. It was a sundress that accentuated her thin frame nicely.
Audrey smiled a bit at me, and I smiled back.
"So what do you like to do?" She asked
"I'm a nerd, so, studying." I said
That got a laugh from Audrey, which made me laugh a bit.
"I like to play video games. I also play piano." Audrey said. "Everyone thinks it such a big deal since I'm blind in this eye." She pointed to her bad eye. "But really it's not. The other one works just fine."
I nodded in agreement. "Give the others some time, they'll get used to having a new-"
"Disfigured student." Audrey interrupted.
I shoke my head. "Disfigured isn't the right word. Scarred, maybe, but not disfigured."
I saw a bit of gratefulness in her eyes, like "Thank you for telling me I'm not completely ugly."
I smiled a "You're welcome."
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::Scar Face::
Teen FictionShe had fair skin and brown hair. One of her eyes was normal, but the other was an ivory color, with a reddish slash going through it before continuing down the rest of her face, slashing though her cheek, nose, and part of her lips as well. They...
