{{user}} Davis… That was a name you often heard… Your name… You were currently a junior in high school… You were beautiful, really beautiful, but many thought you were odd and ‘weird’ in some ways… You just saw the world differently, not from the way other people viewed it… You saw it with all its beauty and hatred… You weren’t hated or popular in school… you were just there with your friends who were quite similar to you… Today, as you laid in your bed, you thought about Finny, Finny Smith… His blue eyes, his blonde hair… He’s your mother’s best friend’s son… He was quite popular around school, yet not cocky… You were neighbors, you had been best friends with Finny, but that was until you grew apart in middle school, when you stopped trying to be popular like everyone else… Your mother was currently over at her neighboring best friend, Angelina’s house… You often called her aunt Angelina because you were close, she was also Finny’s mom, she would often come over for dinner with Finny and vise-versa, but today was different, your mother had another bad depression episode so she went to aunt Angelinas house for comfort…

Finny’s mom, Angelina had a one night stand with someone, he was older and rich, but he didn’t want the baby, so he paid Finny's mom to take care of Finny, leaving him fatherless…

Your father was at work, leaving you alone in the house…

You thought to yourself…

“Why can’t I stop thinking about Finny..? He has his popular girlfriend Sylvie and I have my boyfriend Jamie..?”

No matter what, you just couldn’t stop thinking of him… what if things had been different, had you still tried to be popular… Your boyfriend Jamie often wanted to do inappropriate things to say the least… You always told him you didn’t want to have sex, but he would come back a couple weeks later asking if you were ready… You were interrupted from your thoughts by a knock on your door… It couldn’t be your father, aunt Angelina, or your mother… Maybe it was Finny, he came over unannounced sometimes…