Paradise, With A Side Of You
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  • Parts 25
  • Time 3h 47m
Ongoing, First published Jan 29, 2018
Mature
Growing up I just wasn't the eye catcher, at all. I didn't have the silkiest hair, i didn't have bright colored eyes, their just brown. I didnt have the biggest breast or butt. I was petite. I just wasnt "That" girl you know? For a long time. I never had an issue with it, I never wanted all the attention on me no way.
  Its years later, I'm not just no regular high school teen anymore. My body has filled out, my hair is longer, my skin is brighter. And now all eyes are on me. I was disgusted. It took all of this just to get noticed? I was over it. And I was well over the whole "You'll find the right one when the time comes" bullshit. I WAS NOT HAVING IT!
  So I was a snob, I was stuck up and selfish with myself, as I rightfully thought so! I stayed to myself, if it wasn't my best friend, Morgan then it was nobody!
Until I met you of course. You changed my mind entirely about everything. You were my personal heaven on earth. My safe haven, My protector. 
It was Paradise, With A Side Of You.
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