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I stayed in the library watching him, call me a creep? I don't care. He was beautiful. His golden brown locks and hazel eyes that could see right through you.
But who am I to talk about him? I'm an outcast. I sit in the library during lunch hour reading about birds and biographies of past presidents. I avoid everyone because of my anxiety and shyness. Call me a freak? I know.
The most asked question in high school is, "Are you a virgin?" Or, "Did you have sex with him?" I usually listen to other people's conversation and that's what it's mostly about. Sex.
I'm not that very educated in it and if you ask me about it I probably wouldn't know half the facts that most high schoolers know. I guess the only facts I know are the ones my health teacher taught us in the 9th grade.
Guess I'll find out more sooner or later.
My name is Daisy. Yes I know I was named after a flower, blame my mother, and I'm a 17 year old girl that lives in South Carolina with crazy blonde locks that are most likely in a bun, big blue eyes, and a love for chocolate and books.
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HIII THIS IS MY FANFIC CALLED "STAY CLOSE, DONT GO" I HOPE YOU LIKE IT AND ILL UPDATE AS SOON AS I CAN OKEY :)
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