Sitting a dark theater sitting next to the boy you like, finally all alone. Your stomach has the biggest butterflies, and even though the night isn't near over, you dread the time that it comes to an end. This sounds like the setting of some annoying cliché teenage romance story, right? Those kinds of stories where the girl is desperately in love with the hottest boy in school, and some miracle suddenly happens and he falls in love with her. You know what I'm talking about. Those stupid books and movies that you and your friends go and see, simply to make fun of. The sort of things that I absolutely hate.
Well, that's what my life always seemed like. A damn cliché teenaged romance story. It seems as if everything in my life comes straight out of a book. The 'perfect' guys always seem to be drawn to me.. and yeah it's nice and everything, but the funny thing is.. I can't stand it. The thought of those boys being near me absolutely repulses me. Although, I must make it clear that it isn't the thought of all boys that repulse me. It's just those typical jock, perfect looking boys, who know that they're hot. Or boys that play sports for that sort. Those boys just.. they aren't my type. My kind of guy are the different ones. The, as most people would call them, 'hipsters'. The boys who are completely different from any stereotypical guy that you have ever heard of. The kind of boy who wears skinny jeans, and play the guitar, and can sing, and are overall the most ridiculously attractive men on the face of the planet. Those are the kind of boys I want.. and I've got my eye on just the one.
He goes by the name of Nicholas. Nicholas Jerry Grey is his full name. The boy had chocolate brown curly locks on the top of his beautiful head, and a mesmerizing face hidden behind the curls. His deep brown orbs.. I could get lost in them for hours. Whenever I make eye contact with that boy.. I forget about the rest of the world. It's just him and I around, and nobody else matters. But there was even more to this beautiful boy. Although smiling with his teeth wasn't his thing, he had one of the most beautiful smiles that I had ever seen. His smile showed very seldom, but when it did it was pure magic. Smiles from this boy were genuine, and everyone knew it. He was quite and introverted (or so we thought) and when he wasn't like his general self, you knew something special was going on. To add on to the beautiful features of this man, his clothing selection only enhanced his attractiveness. Typically you could find him in dark skinny jeans, green converse, and a dress shirt and tie. Not many people, in their teenaged years, could pull that look off everyday.. but there was just something different about him. It only made him more handsome. He looked casual but sexy at the same time, and that was something that originally drew me to fall for him.
And then of course, there were the boys who were falling for me. And trust me, the list honestly goes on forever. And I know I should be grateful for the fact that so many people want to be with me, and think I'm beautiful and everything else, but I honestly won't be happy until I finally catch my prince charming. But anyways, back to the boys. First and foremost was the captain of the football team. How original. His name was Jake Ryan, and he was an egotistical jerk face. But he followed me around like a lost puppy. Next was that captain of the basketball team, Christopher Browns. He was nice for the longest time, but then I heard that he beat the shoot* out of one of his previous girlfriends. It was such the controversy around school, and honestly, I couldn't have been less interested in it. There was the captain of the soccer team, the baseball team, the swim team, the lacrosse team, the tennis team, the wrestling team, and half the boys on all of those teams. They were all trying to chase after me. It was extremely overwhelming at times. I mean, y'know what I'm saying? To constantly have these barbaric boys clinging all over you.. when none of them are the ones that you want? It's just, it's a lot of effort to continuously push them away. At times, I wish that I could want those boys.. I mean hey, it'd be so much easier.. but I've never been able to convince myself that they're a kind of person I could picture myself with for any extended period of time. (And by extended.. I mean for more than five minutes. I'm sorry, but it's ultimately the truth.)
So what do you think happens when I finally start showing my interest in this Nicholas boy. Do you think that he'll want me back? Or do you think my life will turn into another one of those cliché stories? Hmm.. (; I dunno. Maybe you'll just have to read on to find out.
Lots of Love,
Miley Rae.
*Replacement for a swear word.
All right, ya'll. It's been awhile since I've posted, and I figured it was time for me to get back into the swing of writing. School has four more days left, so I'm going to have muchas free time to work on this story, and feedback on the preview will be greatly appreciated and considered on if I'm going to start the series. So let me know if this is a break through or a bust, love you all.!