Dreamer Kay L by Animefordria
A girls love story, fragment diary, fanasy.
Chapter 2 The Find
On the second or third day I was wearing my best-friends hoodie that I had ask to borrow. You see I had never had a hoodie before, like ever. I was pretty excited that it had no zippers, but still had pockets, and was like a sweater. I was grateful that my best-friend let me borrow his super important hoodie, he used for training. I have no idea if this guy I call my bf was actually interested in me. He had finally gotten me alone to himself, and our vibes of course was bouncing off the wall. He lifted me up on to a black table that was in the room. He lean his forehead closer to mines. Then he said to me never to wear that hoodie again. My fresh new boyfriend demanded for me to never wear it again. I mean I know he wouldn’t like this. But this is kind of involved with something before his time. I didn’t want to express myself much towards him. I decided then I would keep my opinion close mouth, because I just like to see his pretty smile. I nodded and said okay, mostly because I was only borrowing the hoodie anyway. After that it was our first kiss. He was a really good kisser, he must have had tons of practice. Unlike me who never really learned or practice. I had only been able to kiss like four other people on rare occasions. Oh god it must have been awful for him.
It had been a week since I know this guy. Even though I was dazed by his big brown eyes and his light skin complexion. In the back of my head I know something wasn’t quite right. Why would a really hot guy like someone as plain as me? I’m so plan that I think wallpaper could win. With my lowly features, how could you really tell that I am a girl? My shoes was dogged out from the years of wearing them. They were just as close to a person running track than anything else. I wore a lot of big oversized bell bottom jeans. That even if you tried you couldn’t even see my leg or hip shape. Even the majority of the time my pants color were blue or black. And if not that they were skinny jeans or almost fitted. It hardly almost ever mattered what shirt I was wearing, because I always had a jacket to cover it. Big oversized comfy jacket that was either black or a dark gray. And on my face I wore a black/ purplish glasses that hung off my face to many times to count in a day. No matter how you look at me, my hair was never in good shape.
From that point on I know never to never truly let my guard down. Always be alert it’s not like he’s interested in you, you’re just his toy. And with just that thought I had to find out more about this stranger that I was currently going out with. What other place to go other than social media, but at this point I barely even know his first name enough to call it. I also wasn’t sure he would give me something like his social files. He just looked like the type of guy who is popular with everyone. That one social butterfly you could say. Even though I wanted to find out more about him, I didn’t want to find out everything. I don’t truly want to find anything at all. He is my hot boyfriend, … that I know nothing about. I ask him only for his Facebook. He looked at me like it was pointless and emotionless also. I know this search wasn’t going to go well at all. His face said you’re looking for our relationship to die. He accepted my friends requested for it. Unlike him I was always on Facebook for messenger and funny pictures. Not to forget the game requests. So I look at his profile. The first thing I saw is some girl hanging with him last Valentines day. That was the last activity. I instantly knew that was his ex-girl-friend. I tap on her file and learned her name, but didn’t search more than that. I was really hoping to fine nothing, how disappointing.
Listening to: Miguel - Use Me
Watching: Miguel - Use Me