Lilly sits in class as her teacher drones on and can't find it in herself to pay attention. Instead, she looks down her loose leaf and doodles, her mind wondering off to what might await her when she gets home.
She feels a tap on her shoulder and looks up, finding chocolate doe eyes and soft pink lips begging her to just kiss them.
"Can I borrow a pencil?"
She ignores Curls and continues to doodle, only now she's doodling bleeding hearts.
Curls try's to talk to her the whole period but she don't respond. Curls suddenly stops, she must have saw the drawings.
oops.
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I know this style is a drastic change from the previous chapters but there will be about five of these only- maybe more. There will still be the verses but these small scenes might pop up sometimes. There important because I'm building up to something, alright? Trust me :3 . Anyway, yay for Lilly.
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Poetryⓒⓤⓡⓛⓢ She didn't know who she really was until she met her. The girl with blonde curls and a blinding smile who lit up the world with the twinkle in her eyes. First love hurts like a bitch, especially when you fall in love with someone you're not...
