I'm not, I can't. WUT~?
"Willow, you're late, again" Mr. Winkler stated as the red head entered the classroom books in hand.
"I'm terribly sorry" she apologized breathlessly. "My mom just called me and she said–"
"Don't want to hear it" The brunette elder cut her off "Take your sit now"
"Okay, sorry again sir" she said before walking towards her seat.
As she approached the back of the room she couldn't help but notice the looks and murmurs that she heard from her classmates. She caught glances from others and heard suppressed giggles from some. When she finally made it to her chair, she sighed as she looked up at the board.
"True Beauty" The words were written in Mr. Winkler's handwriting and she made a face when she read the words.
"True beauty lies within" Mr. Winkler began "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder."
Willow's gazed moved from the teacher in front to the window near her. The sun was as radiant ever, she could see the fallen leaves sway to the wind and the other students who had their break now roaming around the campus grounds.
She sighed and moved her gaze to her notebook. She opened it and began to doodle hearts and other things.
"Willow Jenks!" She heard her name called and her head shot up to look at the direction her name was called.
"Yes sir?"
"Since your busy taking down notes over there," Mr. Winkler began "would you care to tell us what true beauty means to you?"
"Well, true beauty is," she paused for a moment to think about it "true beauty is when you possess a quality not found in others. It's when you're different and not afraid to be who you are, no matter how weird or out of this world that may be. It's when no matter how you look, you don't care because you know deep inside that, and it's what in the inside that counts."
"Brilliant" Mr. Winkler smiled "Now class, I want you to pair up for a project. I want you to create a presentation on how to advertise true beauty and sell that beauty is really in the eye of the beholder."
Willow frowned after the words 'pair up' left Mr. Winkers lips.
Great. She thought. No one wants to be partnered up with Weeping Willow
She snapped out of her train of thought when she heard the sound of the bell. She picked up her books and scurried her way out of the classroom. She was on her way to her locker when she bumped into someone and the books that were cradled in her arms fell to the ground.
"Hey watch it" She heard the one who bumped into her said
She rolled her eyes as she picked up the book that was now on the floor.
Don't people have any manners now a days? She thought when she straightened up and continued to make her way to her next class.
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She examined her appearance in the full length mirror in her room and frowned. She was a shy girl; her appearance wasn't that good as well. She was dorky and to others she was just an absent-minded flower child. But, she wasn't ugly, no, she was just average.
She wanted to cry at the sight of herself. Her hair that to her looked like the color of rust was always in two braids, the frames of her glasses were as huge as a bookshelf and her fashion sense wasn't all that fashionable. Well according to society.
Oh, how she hated society. Society always had a standard for beauty and she wasn't even near it. She was never a typical beauty and she never will be.
She wanted to be happy, she deserved to be happy, she wanted to be loved, she wanted to belong. She hated this life; she hated how cruel her life was. But most of all, she hated herself.
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The night was darker than usually Willow noted as she began to head back to her house. She just visited a flower garden not too far from campus. She always did this, when everything was going chaotic she always found solitude in nature, especially in flowers. She loved how beautiful they were, she loved how everyone loved flowers and sometimes she wished to be like a flower, so someone would finally love her.
She looked up at the sky and saw that there was no moon, a moonless night. She wondered if that meant something was coming, the night was cold and eerie but that wasn't what troubled her. It was the fact that she was alone, not just in the streets at night but she was just alone.
Her mother called her earlier to tell her that her grandmother just passed away. Her grandmother who had raised her when her parents went to exotic places and left her behind. Her grandmother was the only person who had ever truly loved her, well besides from her parents. To her grandmother, she was the most beautiful person on the planet.
She went down the alley way that leaded to campus; she passed a pastry shop and slightly smiled. She always bought cupcakes from this shop every time she visited her grandmother, but now she wasn't going to be buying anything from that shop soon. No, that will only bring back memories.
She was put to a stop when she saw a figure leaning against the alley wall. A tall, thin figure of a man, if she was any other girl, she would have just avoided the man but Willow wasn't just any other girl. She had nothing left to lose.
Her heart was beating fast but her feet continued to walk towards the man.
When she was close enough, the man came out of the shadows and Willow saw perfection. She saw the most handsome person ever; Willow could only describe him as beautiful and perfect.
"Willow Jenks?" The man's tender voice called out her name.
She looked at his eyes; his eyes were beautiful and filled with mystery.
"W-who are you?" She stuttered.
"I'm Jerome" he replied "Jerome Clarke"
"What do you want?" she choked out the words, while trying to calm her heart down
He smirked at her and she could feel her legs turn to jelly. "Don't be afraid, I'm here to help you"
"What do you mean?" she asked as he gently approached her and was about to take her hand in his but she pulled back
"I'm here to save you" he said and she looked up at his perfect blue eyes before hesitantly giving her hand to him. One side of his lips curled upward, forming a smirk "Good girl"
Before Willow could protest black smoke filled their surroundings and they disappeared from the alley way.
Oh wow, okay.
I'm not sure what this is but okay.
R&R~?
