Brown eyes are boring

Who are you?
A simple question that easily question your whole life, and that's exactly what happened to me. It all started with a boy, a handsome, tall, athletic boy that all girls died for. But not me. Why you may ask, well that's simple. I'm not like the other girls, my basic brown hair and brown eyes may say otherwise, but my mind differs from everyone else's. I guess that's what intrigued him.