Prologe
The first thing I noticed were her eyes. Many would of saw her for her neon orange hair with black stripes. I didn't. I noticed her eyes. A beautiful electric blue were the pupils were rimmed with neon yellow and the outside of the iris was rimmed in black with specks of green and red in the middle.
She was beautiful. Her pale flawless complextion. Her long legs. Petite figure. She looked about 5''6 but I was still taller than her as I 5''8. Her hair looked silky and smooth and was wavy with some mini braids here and there.
All I could think was wow.
Most guys would of just stared at her chest, but I didn't I could see the real beauty she had. And she was even talking to me. Rumor has it she never talked to anyone except this kid named Adam Torres and Alli Bhandari.
She say's the call her Nemo. I figured it was beacause her hair looked like a clown fish. She was a junior just like me, all adavanced classes even though she never payed attention class, she always had her nose in a book.
She still managed to get every answer the teacher asked her right.
She was amazing.
She was perfect.
She was Nemo.