The Girl in Glasses

The Girl in Glasses

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We met because of two orange shirts. We fell in love because of my left earbud. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ June is not a normal kid. Every three years, he moves. No matter the reason. He's finally in the 7th grade year, dating a girl's best friend. Except, this girl's friend seems she's invisible. Not noticeable. June's family is happy, together. He's a spoiled kid, only looking for the best girls. Always in fashion, always popular. "King Bee" with no queen. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Summer is a normal girl, who's goal is to stay invisible. She has nothing to do with drama, like most girls her age. She's especially smart at a slow pace. Placed In Accelerated Math, she's struggling. With a divorce waiting to happen at home, she's being torn apart. Always pessimistic and optimistic at the same time, she's basically friendless. With all of her strength in her brain and a little in body, she's an easy target. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When June decides to show a glimpse of his dorky side for one day, he finds a girl the same way. Weird. Strange. Unique. He automatically takes a liking. A short girl with long braids, begging to be pulled. Glasses, practically asking to be stolen. Books and books needing to thrown. Yet, eyes that shine like stars. Blue, blue eyes. And long dark hair. An angel. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Summer wears her shirt. Her lucky orange shirt. To her surprise, a boy has the same shirt. So, being who she is, goes to him. Danger. Bad. Stay away. All these things radiated from him. Nevertheless, she approached. And it made her already miserable life worse. Having her hair pulled, glasses pulled, and her books thrown over the fence. Yet, her only redeeming feature were her ocean eyes. Always wanting to be invisible, her one wish betrayed, she finds herself face-to-face with her worse enemy: June, The Lonely King. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When these two collide, is it fate? Destiny? Maybe something more...?
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