I started down the long hallway, hearing the laughter that was probably directed toward me. I walked faster- why did God make me so ugly?
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The Girl Who Smiled
RomanceJazz is the quiet girl in the back of the class who always seems to be scribbling something in her notebook. They say it's poetry- but who cares? All I care about is that damn day she grinned at me... the jackass jock she never would so much as snea...
Jazz Jackson
I started down the long hallway, hearing the laughter that was probably directed toward me. I walked faster- why did God make me so ugly?
