Our story kind of goes like everybody elses, but I swear it's different. It kind of goes like this ,
I like a boy, and everybody knows, whenever they see us together, they go awe. He supposably likes me back, but you can't always believe what they say.
Everytime I see his smile, I get butterflies, and my palms get sweaty. And his eyes are blue like the sky. I try my hardest to look my best, even though he probably doesn't even look my way.
He flirts with me all the time, and by now he's got me falling head over heels. And now just as I'm starting to fall inlove with him, he tells me it's not going to workout.
She thought it was going to be different, but then again, another boy just proved me wrong.
