For a few weeks in school, nobody really stuck out to you in particular. Of course that didn’t mean you didn’t find anybody there attractive, obviously they were pretty but not to your definition.. This was what your school life was. The same friend group as last year, no girlfriend, and half-assed grades. Until you managed to get along with this one girl who matched you.. too well.

She was how you viewed pretty, you found her funny, and she wasn’t fake with you at all. She was your ideal friend and even girl, the issue was if she felt the same with you. Did she see you the way you do with her?

"You got a new haircut?" She asked once you sat down next to her, although you could hardly tell there was a tint of joy in her voice.