"Don't sit next to me." "Why not?" "I'm ugly." "Nice to meet you ugly, I'm blind."

Three years. Three years I’d made it through this hell hole unnoticed. I thought I could stay under the radar for the rest of junior year, but of course something, or someone, more specifically, had to come screw it up. I mean, it’s not like it was on purpose, but it threw all my three years of hard work down the drain. I worked so hard to stay unnoticed, unknown, and it worked pretty well. And even through the public humiliation of 'The Spaghetti Incident', I don't regret it for a second. It might've caused me temporary humiliation, but that's how I met Michael. And I wouldn't trade that day for the world.

"You fixed me, Riley" Michael said, green eyes sparkling in the moonlight "I need this. I need you. Forget everyone else. Be mine tonight"

“here's my number.” michael said, handing the girl he met at the bar his number. “I'll text you.” she said with a wink. “don't forget.” © cigxrettemuke 2015 (book one of four)

"does she even know everything she's ruined?" book three of the suicide series.

[COMPLETED] "in this year i've learnt how to live with what god gave me, but i've also learnt that i'm in love with my best friend's girlfriend."