It has been 6 months since our prom. Afterwards, Luke had been acting very different. I knew the reason. He found another. I was right. A month after the prom he found a girl. Her name was Amanda. She was prettier than I. I'm just plain old me. Amanda wants me dead. When Luke leaves the room, she would always call me horrible things. I wasn't going to tell Luke. He wouldn't believe me. It would also hurt him. I want his blue eyes to be mine, only mine. Blue is for the emotions welling up inside me. Blue is for the tears running down my cheeks. Blue Is for the tsunami crashing in my stomach. I feel blue.
A.N:
Ugh. I'm so sorry guys. I was going to update last night ,but my damned iPod died in the middle of my authors note, god damn it. Well, I'll still update tomorrow ,because I was supposed to update this last night. Oh WhAlE.