She's That Girl

She's That Girl

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(Warning: wrote this when I was 14) - - - It's odd. Falling in love with someone is odd. Falling in love with someone who does not know you is even odder. And there she is with no idea and experience about love yet knows that she is in love. I think by far that is the oddest. Do you know her? She's that girl who can only stare at him in a far distance. She's that girl who notices everything he does and finds it amazing. She's that girl who dreams about him but knows it's too unreal to happen. She's that girl who does not want to confess her feeling because she's afraid of rejection. She's that girl with a heart for him but he doesn't know. Odd isn't it? © Copyright 2016
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I was never the cool girl. Never the centre of attention. Hell, the first party I ever went to was because Kheli dragged me there when I was seventeen. Oh, Kheli... Kheli was my first love. My first everything. But once we finished high school, we parted ways. My plans were very clear: go to university, have fun, go to parties, maybe fool around at some point when missing Kheli got too much for me to handle. I don't know - the typical university life you see in movies. However, it was nothing like that. I was struggling to keep up with my assignments, my classes, all the drama, the parties, Kheli, the people, Pokémon Go - everything. I couldn't keep up with any of it. And then... Eleanor Williams did what she does best. She came out of nowhere and planted herself right in the middle of my world. And like a very fucking annoying tree, she set down roots and refused to move. And then I found myself - God, kill me now - enjoying being around Eleanor Williams. I found myself watering the fucking tree even when I knew it would only make the roots grow deeper, until there was no way of pulling it out. (Yes, sometimes I make very shitty metaphors. You'll get used to it.) But just because I was, much to my dismay, enjoying Eleanor Williams's company didn't mean she wanted me around.

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