Opposites Always Attract
Chapter 1
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As Candice walked down the street she couldn't help but tug at her tights which were now riding up and beginning to feel a bit uncomfortable. She hated the way tights felt, she never enjoyed wearing anything that hugged at her legs. Candice loved dressing up, she loved being able to wear whatever and still look good, she couldn't deny it, she used to be so self-conscious that it became destructive, she would cut, starve and cry all the time. She hated it, so she decided t just stop caring, she was still thin, what some people considered under weight, but she loved it.
Candice Iman was very tall, she had long blonde hair that cascaded past her shoulders like lovely locks of gold, it was nice and wavy. She had beautiful blue eyes that made her look so innocent and young, she had no freckles but wished that she did, she should have seeing that she was born an raised in Australia. She moved about a year ago, to a nice quiet borough named Guilford in Surrey, which is in England! She had a slight accent that made boys drool, I know what you're thinking, this girl is full of herself, but no, I am not, I just like to make myself feel good.
My parents split when I was a sophomore in high school, they fought so much that I almost failed, they then made me choose who I would stay with. I chose my dad, he needed me more, I knew that my mother would do fine, if not better, with out my father, but my father would always end up resorting to alcohol. He needed me and I would not let him down.
When I moved to Surrey I knew that it would be a tough transition, I went from sunny beaches, to grey skies. I loved England and I fit in with a lot of the girls, and most of them aren't as artificial as a lot of my friends in Australia were. I was finally given the chance to be happy and I wasn't going to blow it, I made sure that my dad went to the AA here every Friday night, and I made sure that he got to work sober every morning.
School here is not too hard, I am a senior now and the people here are so nice and polite. Not to mention the boys are so cute, I haven't really thought of dating, I don't think I should. I don't believe in love and I wouldn't want to hurt them like my mother did to my father.
Back to the story, I was walking down my neighborhood road while in very uncomfortable tights that made me feel weird. I was walking to school, I had been driven by my father to his work and like everyday I walked from there, trying to get as much exercise as possible. This year was my last year of high school and I intended for it to be a good one. I smiled when I greeted my friends for the first time in 3 months since school got out.
"Hey! How was Australia?" Megan asked me, she smiled, she was a brunette goddess, she was considered the most beautiful girl in the school, she had plump red lips and a perfect pout mouth. She had perfect green eyes that were always so vibrant and she had the perfect hourglass shaped body. She always revealed her chest, it was her favourite part.
"The trip was great, I got to see everyone again, which was awesome, and then I got to go surfing, which was just amazing!" I said, recalling how perfect it all was, in fact it still seems like a dream.
I was pulled out of my trance when a girl who completely loathed me bumped me into so rudely. Desiree Zealus, she hated my guts, always wanted to one up me. I didn't mind it though, I just hated being shoved. "Hey!" I shouted as I tumbled to the ground with my books coming down as well. "I'm so sorry about her, she is just nasty sometimes." Said a calm male voice, I peered up through my long blonde hair and looked at him, he was wearing a blue sweater that was oversized and it still looked adorable on him. He looked like a teddy bear, I smiled at him, "Thank you for helping me with this." I said trying not to get my hopes up, "No problem, I'm Josh, by the way." He said with a small blush rising on his cheeks. I blushed a bit too and looked down smiling, "Candice Iman."
He started to turn away when he handed me my books, "Well I'll talk to you later Candice Iman." I smiled completely in shock and turned around forgetting about the incident with Desiree and thinking about how perfect his smile was.