The Popular Girl is Broken
His deep boyishly voice sent shivers down my spine, I bit my lower lip unable to talk. I couldn't help but look up at him. The devil of a boy that I had fallen for. The guy I'd left behind. I can feel my eyes shine in amusement, well done puberty.A tall figure wearing a black T-shirt, dark blue jeans and vans stood in front of me. His hands were tucked in his pockets, his ocean blue eyes stared into my dirt ones trying to cure the pain I used to feel when I thought about him. His head lowered, but of course that one smirk across his lips.<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<