He had to be my soul mate, Brandon. They had met in a library (where I'd spend most of my time away from school) Me though was different looking than other girl's, I wore no makeup and didn't need it, mostly dark clothes, boots usually and her hair was dark brunette in waves or sometimes curls, I was pretty but never beautiful...I was reading poems at the time...seeing as my exams of English literature poetry was coming up I saw it as 'revision' but got lost in the world of broken love or characteristic poems. Brandon was the poetry type, he could think of words and phrases to loop together easily and send them to me as texts or letters.
Traditional romantic he was to Me. nearly a year we spent together.
YOU ARE READING
I think it's time...For you to go to sleep. (Jeff the killer fanfiction)
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