Hey. For those who remember me, please review me. And for those who don't, please review me and then check my profile to read my stories. Though I only have 2 others. Well, this is my second KH fanfic, I hope you like it. Oh, and Sora's like 17 or something here, just to let you know. Here's to you!
Dear Diary,
Today, I met the most beautiful women in the world. She was perfect in every single way. She had this gorgeous silver hair that went down to her shoulders and her skin was pale, but not sickly so. It seemed that she had crystals under her skin that shimmered and reflected even the tiniest amount of light. Her lips were full but not fake, and her eyes were the color of the sea on a slightly cloudy summer day, where the sun shines through the clouds devotedly. She was taller than me.
Then I asked her to go out with me. I was sure she was going to say, "Sorry, I have a boyfriend", but she didn't. Instead, she said yes.
I took her to Burger Queen to eat. She said that she liked the fact that I wasn't trying to be all show-offy. Actually, I just didn't have enough money to take her anywhere else.
We talked about a lot off stuff and found out that we pretty much liked the same things. The same kind of music, the same songs, the same bands, the same food, the same everything, well, except color, which hers was cerulean, and mine was red. (A/N: I'm guessing here.)
We went to the park and we talked some more. She told me that this was her last day in town and that she would be going to Chicago in the morning. Then she kissed me. It was amazing. There was this huge connection. I knew I was in love with her. When it was over, she got up to leave.
I felt something in my hand. When I opened it, there was a piece of paper in it. On the paper, was a phone number.
I looked up to find that she was only a few feet away from me.
Right before she was gone for good, her last words were:
"By the way, I'm a guy."
Dear Diary,
I gotta cut this entry short; I have a phone call to make.
There. I hoped you liked it. Please review me.