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I saw her first, even if I'll never admit it. I saw from across the dance floor at Karma. I mean who wouldn't. Everyone was staring. She was the most stunning thing in the entire club. Pin straight blonde hair that just was aching for you to run your fingers through it. A silver metallic dress that was illuminated by the club's blue lights, some pretty and so bright that it reminded you of poppies in the summer. She swung her hips and moved her arms, dancing with the beat of the club. Not seductively, well not purposely seductive, but in a way that would fit in at a strip club or a Girl Scout sock hop. Innocently seductive, yeah, that was it.
Every time I glanced out of the huddle of my friends at her, my stomach lurched. Not the way it does when you eat too much Mexican and drink too much tequila at a frat party. No, it was more like when you're in the front seat of a roller coaster, speeding towards the bottom. It was like I was fifteen all over again. That feeli
Chance Love ch1I hate pink. I'm a girl and I hate pink. Not all girls like pink, you know? But I hate it because of an obnoxious pest in my class who is the most annoying person in the world. We're just started our junior year and she's already on about college, the ten-year reunion and wearing that annoying pink cap of hersMore Like This
"What's wrong, Rina?" Anya asks. "Svenja bothering you again?"
"She's insane! She wants me to know what I'll be doing in ten years and where I'll be living she's a nightmare!" I complain.
"She's just eager "
"Eager is one thing but she's obsessive "
"Do you want to sneak out?"
"And do what?" I ask leaning back in my chair.
"Go roller skating? Shopping? Or to your place so you can practice on your guitar or we can have some other fun," she says and hugs me from behind, her blonde hair brushing against the back of my neck.
"Anything's better than this," I answer with a shrug. "Whose turn is it?"
"Yours," she smiles and kisses my cheek.
I scowl but
Staying InThe Shadow of your bodyMore Like This
Pressed against the midnight sky
Tastes of sin against my pink lips.
I like it better
When I can't see your auburn eyes
Because they tell me to kiss you
They tell me to pull you into me
By your dainty hips
And beg you
To never leave me
Your beautiful auburn eyes
Tell me to see the truth
But the lie
Is what keeps my family smiling
For one day
I'll marry a handsome rich white man
Have beautiful Catholic children
And die with a golden wedding band
On my dead finger
The things your eyes beg from me
Betray my family
But somehow it feels so right
Love is nothing compared to hatred like this
And I don't care
If that guy who lives down the street
Calls me a dyke
Or a homo
But when mom can't stand to look at me
I'll swear to god I'm straight.