Part 4

Oh, how I fell for him. So fast, so soon.What made him so irresistible, I don't know?
He walked among me, swiftly; sat near, and never spoke a word, unless he was asked.

His jet black hair, cropped and styled perfectly every day. His face, flawless. Like an angel. He hid his teeth, but smiled with his eyes.Deep blue.Not just any blue.Not a normal blue.It was unreal, inhuman.It was perfect.

He was perfect.

I admired him from afar. But I never made a move. My dorky glasses, flat bronze hair, and pasty, pale skin was embarrassing. I even hated my reflection. But then again, what teenage girl doesn't?

Answer: a smart one.

But I was smart. Math whiz, science genius. Your typical nerd.

The girl you come to for advice or help on problem #13. The girl who was a friend, but never anything more. It was that way with everyone.

Everyone else, that is.