As she stepped closer to him, he smiled at her seeing all her beauty. She lived that double life that he fell in love with. She looked stunning in her soccer uniform and her cheer uniform and anything she wore. He just loved the way that she smiled and her laugh was music to his ears. Little did he know she felt the same way about him. She thought the were perfect for each other. The athletic couple, the soccer fans.
But he was still hungover his ex-girlfriend and that broke her. She was jealous because at least his ex-girlfriend got all his love. She just wanted to be with him but to him she meant nothing. She felt like she was being used and felt hated. To all men, she was just a toy, a thing they could play with. She understood why those men thought that she had a body, she had curves, she was seen as a big breasted slut. She was not a slut but a smart young woman trying to make her mark on the world.
*A few months later*
She was torn because she had a lot to deal with and lost a lot. She knew she was different from other girls, she was stronger than most girls, she got along better with the guys and she had a secret. She was suicidal, abused and she felt like she was an outsider. She was lost and she hoped to be found once again. He helped her through a lot but he never understood how she felt when he ignored her or when she was hurting and he did not care. But when he did it was to mess with her head. Was it because he did not want to admit that he loved her or that he pushed her away because he loved her.
He let them drift apart yet he wanted them to be close once more. He played with her emotions because he was to afraid to admit them to himself. He did not want to hurt her and he did not know if he could change for her. He talked to other girls, dated a few but not for long. She knew about all of them but never met any of them. She got over him completely and they went back to their usual friendship. They were like brother and sister, they knew everything. Their fights were brutal. Most would end up with her crying and being upset and he would later send her a paragraph explaining how stupid he was and how much he missed her. She was would forgive him and they would continue with their friendship.
One day the girl met someone else. She had talked with this person day and night. She later starting getting feeling for the new guy, Chris. They had nightly phone calls that would last for hours. The guy who had loved her now was getting jealous and he wanted her to himself. Apparently, no guy was good enough for her. He had to be her one and only. He reminded her the day she had come back from vacation of the time that she had liked him and of the time they shared that magical kiss. He asked to walk her to her soccer practice that very Friday but she had already made plans with Chris to together. She was torn between the two, her best friend who had been by her side for over and the new guy that had talked to her every day and every night.
