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Phinbella Romance, ages 14-16, word: Beautiful
The locker door slammed shut and the midnight girl leaned on it.
The girl dropped her book bag; tired of a long day of school full of snobby girls telling her she was no good.
She was especially tired of Gabriella, who constantly picked on her, calling her names and what not.
"Your so ugly Isabella." Gabriella sneered. "I don't see how anyone could call you beautiful.
As usual, Isabella ignored her, until Gabriella took a turn for the worst.
"Has anyone called you beautiful before? Besides your mom of course."
Isabella still ignored her, but pondered those words of hers.
"I thought so." Gabriella laughed and walked off with her friends.
Isabella sighed. Gabriella is right, no one has ever called me beautiful. Pretty, yes. Even hot sometimes, but never beautiful.
The girl walked over to her long time crush, Phineas Flynn, who was by his locker, and decided to ask him.
"Phineas?"
"Ya?" Phineas replied absentmindedly, to busy with stuffing his books in his already full locker.
Isabella leaned on the locker next to his, looking at him in the eyes, even though he wasn't staring back.
"Do you think I'm pretty?" She asked.
"No." Was he answer.
Isabella was surprised at his answer, and if she didn't know any better, she would have ran all the way home and never speak to him again.
But then tables turned when he looked at her, his eyes full of love.
"I think you're beautiful."
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