Hello! This was just really random. It's about a girl who's in Jess and Leslie's class who wanted to be their friend, but was kinda too late. Idk...maybe in a couple months, I might continue this as an actual fanfic. Who knows?
Enjoy!
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The Girl With the Brown-Blue Glasses
Quiet.
I am the girl who sits at the back of the class.
Quietly.
Watching the other kids get bullied.
Quietly.
Staring at Jess Aaron's head because I'm not brave enough to talk to him.
Quietly.
Wishing someday I'll have the courage to do so.
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Seeing.
The new girl and Jess.
Seeing.
They're together all the time.
Seeing.
That I was too late.
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Hoping.
I'll have the strength to approach them.
Hoping.
That maybe I can be their friend.
Hope.
I know it'll never come.
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Shock.
The new girl is found dead.
Shock.
Jess doesn't say much anymore.
Shock.
He has no one now.
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Hope rekindles in me.
As I walk across the blacktop.
And I see him sitting under a tree.
Maybe now is the time.
Maybe now I can tell him how I feel.
Maybe now we can be friends.
I hold my breath and stand unnoticed.
He looks up, and instantly I know.
He's been waiting for me.