Beautiful Tragedy

Chapter//Two

Blue's P.O.V

        That Ashton guy is in my Digital Photography class as well. It's not like I have anything against him, I'm just not used to people, especially guys, talking to me. Ashton's cute. Very cute. I don't understand why he would pick me to talk to. The other girls in my classes are prettier, skinnier and just better. I am just boring. I envy the things that some of those other girls have. Nice bodies, nice hair, gorgeous and happy eyes.

        All I am is some random Canadian girl. I'm below average. I'm not pretty, or skinny. I'm just broken. And I know from personal experience that no guy could ever like a broken girl.

        I threw my bag onto the counter and went into my room to change. I took my pants off and put on a big, long sleeve, grey shirt with a sports bra and then went down stairs. I live alone, and it's not like anyone's just going to pop in and say hi? So who cares? I grab a glass of water to attempt at somewhat filling my empty stomach.

        I try and think about what tomorrow is going to be like. I really do want to know Ashton. I am going to try and talk to him like any normal person would. Maybe I can finally have a good friend?

        I took out my homework for the day. I have to pick out my four best pictures, and then edit them to hand into my Digital Photography teacher, I have to define every principle and element of design and give examples.

        I went to find the boxes that held my camera and laptop.

        After looking through a lot of different boxes, I found the things I need. I imported my pictures from my camera onto my laptop and tried to find four good ones.

        A lot of my pictures show loneliness, pain, and rejection. I don't really know, sometimes I just find beauty in weird places. I take pictures of abandoned places whenever I get the chance, I think they're really cool.

        After working for a few hours I finished my homework, it was now 7 and I haven't eaten anything except for an orange and a coffee at lunch. I remembered I had apples in the fridge. I grabbed a glass of water and cut up an apple, then I sat on the couch to watch some TV.

        I know I don't eat that much, but it is my decision. Although I wouldn't want to see anyone that I love or care about this way, I bring this upon myself. I wish I could be as happy and full as other girls, but it's hard for me. I hate myself, and I hate what I do to myself, yet I still do it. I guess it's just my escape, or it's me trying to get myself the way I want.

        Ashton looks so happy with himself, and he completely deserves it. He needs a girl that's the same way. He doesn't need a broken, worthless girl. He seems to deserve the best that's out there. I know i just met him, but I can already feel myself getting attached to him.

His adorable giggle, his smile, his cute messy hair, his arms, his cheerful personality.

He would make a great boyfriend to someone that is equally as great as him. And that is not me.

"Ugh. Ashton get out of my head." I said to myself as I try to focus on what's on the screen in front of me.

Ashton's P.O.V

         I couldn't get my mind off of Blue. She's so different from other girls, she's absolutley gorgeous and I don't think she realizes it. I couldn't help but notice the stacks of bracelets on her wrists and how small, frail and broken she looked. She looked helpless and so vulnerable. I really want to be able to get to know her better, I want to break down her walls and see what goes on in her life to make her like that.

        I just want to help her.

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Hey, sorry it's a SUPER short chapter.

And school has started so I won't be updating too often D:

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