Chapter 8: Love Will Make You Beautiful

Turn round this time

Love is there to find

Lift your head and see

Open up your eyes

Love will make you beautiful

Love will make you beautiful

We were finally together and nothing was wrong. I wasn't depressed, nothing traumatic was happening, everything was just perfect. I had my best friends, Lily and Oliver. I had my boyfriend, Jake. I had my family, Daddy and Jackson. Jackson and Lily had each other. Life was beautiful

"Miley!" Jake called, running after me in the hallway. "Wait up."

"Oh, hey Jake." I replied, kissing him on the cheek. "What's up?"

"Nothing, I just thought the love of my life would want to be escorted to class."

"Oh, really? I happen to know that she'd love to be escorted to class." I said, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him gently.

"Stewart. Ryan." Miss Kunkle scolded. "No PDA. One more infraction and that's detention for the both of you."

"She started it." Jake defended himself. I hit him playfully as we walked to class. The class we had was English, my favorite class.

Jake and I sat down in our seats, next to Lily and Oliver's. Miss Meno started to pass out the weekly school newspaper, the Seaview Gazette. The class began to flip through their papers as Amber and Ashley screamed. "Oh my God!" first Ashely spoke "Jake's poem is in the paper!" then Amber.

"Will you sign it for me?" they asked in unison "Ouuu, tsss"

I flipped to the literary page and there it was. Her by Jake Ryan. I wasn't surprised; his poem was beautiful. I wasn't surprised to see Dandruff Danny's in their either, My Itchy Itchy Scalp and Me. He worked on the paper. What I was surprised at was the last poem on the page. I raised my hand, deeply disturbed. "Miss Menzo, why is my poem in the paper? I didn't submit it."

"Neither did I." Jake said.

"After each assignment, I, being the Gazette's adviser, publish the two best pieces. Those were."

"Well that's ironic," Lily said "since they wrote them about each other."

The four of us laughed hysterically. We couldn't contain ourselves. Both of our poems were morbid and slightly depressing. How weird was it that the poems that once described our lives were now just fading memories? I decided not to question it. Things were finally going my way.

And so it was that my life truly was perfect.

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Soundtrack:

Love Will Make You Beautiful by The Afters

So the ending kind of sucked, but whatever. I'm horrible at ending things. Anyway, review please. Thank you.