A/N: I'm updating Life With The Wallflowers tomorrow :)

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*Alex’s POV*

There she was. The girl with the midnight black hair and haunting eyes. Honestly, she is the most  mysterious person I’ve ever met. Her appearance made her look kind of like an anime character, with her long hair, skinny limbs and big eyes.

I know I sound like a stalker, but hear me out. Overnight, I was thinking about her non-stop. It’s weird. To be honest, I think I like her. A lot.

“Hey, look at this emo bitch!” A girl called across the hallway, pointing in The Girl With No Name’s direction.

The Girl With No Name stood with her head buried in her locker, not even flinching. She must be used to the bullying, which kinda hurts me to say. “Do you worship Satan?” Another girl asked.

“What? No!” she turned round, frowning.

“That’s a lie. All emos do.” The bitch smirked, walking away with her friends.

They need to leave her the fuck alone or I’m gonna have to sort them out. The Girl With No Name shut her locker, looking sort of defeated, then started walking down the hall. She hugged her books to her chest like a child would hug a teddy bear. Adorable.

Without thinking, I caught up to her. “Hey, don’t listen to them.” I said.

She spun round, looking shocked. “How are you?” I asked. I wanted to know how she was feeling. Was she alright?

“I’m okay.” She said quietly, turning away.

“Whoa, not so fast.” I took her hand and lead her to the side.“I’m Alex. What’s your name?”

“It doesn’t matter.” She pulled away, looking a little scared.

“It does.” I said truthfully. “Damn...”

“What?” She looked a little confused.

“You’re fucking beautiful...” I said without thinking. “Shit... Said that out loud didn’t I?” I laughed, a bit embarrassed.

All of a sudden she turned, marching down the hallway at a high speed.

 “Hey! I’m sorry!” I shouted after her. I’m sure everyone around us was looking, but I didn’t care. I had fucked up. Big time.

As The Girl With No Name disappeared into her classroom, I sighed. I really need to get some damn social skills. The first time I have a full conversation with someone I like this much and I call her beautiful.

Normally for girls, they would blush and get all girly but with someone as serious as her it was a risky move. Clearly, the risk didn’t pay off. I just wish that she would, you know, want to talk to me. Girls are usually flattered when I talk to them, but this girl is different.

I honestly don’t know what it is about her, but she interests me a lot.

Ah, well. This is probably just another little crush. God knows I’ve had a thousand of those before. I’ll just keep this to myself until I get over her. It’s not like I’m in love with her. I just really like her... In a romantic way.

Ugh, I really don’t know what to think right now. Maybe I should just go to class and try and distract myself.