The Blue Trident
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She wasn't beautiful in the classical, basic way. She didn't have the straight blonde hair, or the tan skin; no ocean blue eyes. She was taller than most girls, almost as tall as him, and she was definitely larger than the stereotypical magazine model. She had this sort of underrated beauty, that most people would not pay attention to. Her ordinariness made her more beautiful than any other girl he'd ever laid eyes on. She may be just average to most people, but to Riptide. The one who had looked at her every chance he got, the one who had memorised all of her features. She was like a goddess. A star. Maybe one day she'd be his star. But for now, he couldn't afford to think that way.
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