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You see her.

You weren’t trying to, you weren’t looking for her

She wasn’t someone you’d usually notice.

Her dark hair covers most of her face, her eyes usually looking towards the ground.

She’s beautiful.

Girls aren’t supposed to think that about other girls.

That’s unnatural.

That’s gay.

But you think it anyway.

You think about her ice blue eyes, her pale skin.

You see how other people laugh at her.

And you want to wrap your arms around her, tell everyone else to fuck off.

But you can’t. You don’t.

You didn’t read in class today.

Instead, you watched her read.

You watched the way her hand curled around the top of the book, Her other hand resting under her chin. She blinked slowly, because she was tired.

Was she thinking of you last night?

No. She wasn’t.

She doesn’t even know your name.