everywhere so only those I trust can read it all. Those who know me
well, go look for my other two blogs for everything. This is the
second part. I might be making this up, or it might be real. Up to you.
The headphones blasted in his ears.
The whole world was black, outside of the hood. Irrelevant to his world.
Alex took a peek sideways. She was walking past his class.
He lifted a hand to wave, but she didn't turn.
Sighing, he slammed his hand back down onto the table.
He turnd a corner, and saw her with her friends. He took a step, reconsidered, then stepped back. Moments later, she passed by. And he once again felt like slamming his head on the table.
Literature class. More analysis of charachters... Immensely boring.
He thought once again of her.
How he didn't understand a thing about her, rather.
They were worlds apart, opposites, and yet...
He didn't even understand himself anymore, he decided after some
thought.
Hell, what the hell.
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