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female, and i do (: i will get back to u with the link. oh and here's a tiny bit more.-Let me explain. Rule one, don’t care for anyone cause the outcome is always pain. I use to be a sweet, pretty in pink, help everyone kind of girl. Until I learned people didn’t care about me, even after I helped. My attention was focused back onto Mrs. Gray hair over here. “I’d like you to meet Ash. Ash Blackwing” Her sweet smile irritated me. I’ve already killed her five times, that is inside my mind, not in real though the thought pleases me. I’d much rather be in my nice, warm, soft bed, asleep or Pagsulat my puso out, Pagsulat music, the only thing that sooths my soul. I sighed at the thought. Mrs. Darwin flashed me her coldest glare, I bit my lip, biting down the chuckle. She lot like a daga when she did that. She must’ve thought I sighed cause I didn’t want to meet what’s-his-face over there (who I cannot see, I think he’s hiding from me. Figures everyone kind of does.) The boy stepped up beside Mrs. Darwin. I looked over at him and instantly my breath caught, my body froze, a really cold feeling washed over me. The boy was shockingly beautiful, but that’s not what caused this odd feeling. Every nerve in my body was panicking, telling me to run screaming from the room, but a almost magnetic attraction made me want to get up and halik him. I instantly killed the feeling. Sick because of the thought. Mad at myself for the feeling I had no name for. What was I thinking! Hatred now burned deep for the strange beautiful boy. Hate for him making me feel that, for making me feel again. He had long black hair (emo cut), gray eyes, which were wide and alarmed (that matched mine, weirdly enough I was freaked and wanted to run screaming from the room), pale white skin. His style clearly showed he was dark (har-har don’t think so buddy this is my school, and I am the dark princess). He had a black hoodie, which had white strings, black boots, ripped jeans, and the weirdest wristband I’ve ever seen. The band had a really big bird spread across it. As if it were something secret he quickly shoved his hands in his pockets. Ugh a dark one with secrets, great just what I need, a friend. I glared at him, and he smiled back. Ticking me madami off then I already was.

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