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When you see her at her worst...
Sam walked down the street, playing his video games. He didn't look up from his games even once as walked, causing many cars to nearly run him over. The red-faced drivers poked their heads out of their cars and yelled nasty words at him.
But Sam paid them no mind. He just continued playing and walking down the street. He had just completed a level on his game.
"Yes!" he shouted victoriously.
Suddenly, he stopped and dropped his game console, for he had just seen his crush, Dakota Milton. The rich girl was standing just a few feet away from him with her back turned, texting on her phone.
"Hey, Dakota!" Sam said cheerfully. "What's—HOLY BOWSER KOOPA!" Dakota had turned to Sam. Her blond hair was messed up and there were bags under her red eyes. The teenage fame monger sighed.
"Oh, hey Sam..." she said half-heartedly. "I just... had a rough, busy night of photo-shooting." She looked away. "I know I look... you know, hideous..."
"No, you don't, Dakota!" Sam countered. "You... you look beautiful." He sure wasn't lying about that part. To him, she still looked beautiful. Ruffled-up, maybe, but still beautiful.
Dakota blushed and smiled a little. "Aw thanks, Sam!" she giggled. "You're such a gentleman."
Tell her she's beautiful...
Ugh, that sounds too much like the moment in TDROTI. ._. But I tried.