Just Saying

just saying; a phrase that is used when someone is offended by something you said, a phrase that then removes all the offensiveness of the previous statement.

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Luke was a quiet boy. Smart minded, music oriented, and last, but certainly not least, band obsessed. With narrow legs and broad shoulders, Luke reached to the height of seemingly, the Empire State Building.

His jawline was rough at the edges, sharp enough to cut diamonds, but still, built like a prepubescent boy.

His quiffed golden blonde hair added a supplementary three inches to his already soaring height, his trademark look of course.

Shining blue eyes held others to believe the young teen wore color contacts when in reality, he was all natural.

His black skinnies and extensive collection of band tees completed his look almost everyday, combined with a pair of black combat boots.

All of this, and more, Luke seemed like the perfect teen. Good grades, guitar playing, amazing voiced, absolutely perfect.

Yet, he still managed to be the least popular boy in his entire school. Everyday, he sat unaccompanied at lunch.

He never ate anything.

Ever.

To everyone surrounding him he was just Luke, the weird kid that almost never spoke, had no friends, and seemed too skinny to be at least a healthy weight for a 6'4 lad.