She has red hair, green eyes and constellations of freckles across her face. She's a perfectionist. I love her. Her name is Gia. I love the way she's a nerd and geeky. The fact she has a Pokemon backpack basically seals the deal. She doesn't know I exist, because she doesn't really care how famous I am. She wants a regular guy. Supposedly popular and regular don't go hand in hand. She wants normal. I'm defiantly not normal. I think what hurts the most is that I know she'll never like me. She's plump and she hates it. I don't care at all. I think she looks amazing. Even if she's hiding skin. Because slutty isn't always attractive.
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Internet Star Imagines
Teen FictionMagcon and other internet famous people imagines. Request imagines in the comment section. This first part is just to say hello! I will be taking requests and also I will be writing some for myself so if it doesn't say it was requested it was becaus...
