Linda as she called herself was a funny character she was usually the outspoken one always speaking her mind, she was usually pale and had her hair straightened wearing black, but today she had her hair naturally out and actually wearing colors and not speaking.
After I talked to her I kept looking at her, she was so pretty and she didn't even have to try. Her hair was naturally wavy and dark brown in the sunlight her skin was tan and her lips were supple and pink.
We hadn't talked to each other much but I could say that we were friends, we only talked during class never outside of school but today she was odd she looked..regular. Which was strange she never looked this way. I continued to stare at her like I was trying to figure something out she continued to look up at the teacher.
When she finally turned her head it was like everything had been in slow motion, I swear she was just messing around with me. It was like no one else was in the room but us.
"Daisy?" She said
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Teen FictionDaisy dukes a girl in high-school who struggles to figure out who and what she likes, she is interested in finding out who she truly is but struggles to find peace and motivation within herself. (Mature themes)
