Boy



I'll keep this short and sweet:

Carly is the most despicable human being

I have ever met.



With her perfect black hair,

perfect grades,

perfect reputation -

perfect everything.



Strutting down the hall

with a blinding smile on her face,

as if she's floating on Cloud Nine

and nothing -

absolutely nothing,

can wipe it off.



I mean, what's up with that?

No one's perfect.

It's not possible...

..everyone has a small flaw

hidden within somewhere...



Yet, I can't keep my heart

from throbbing,

from skipping a beat,

at the sight of this

evil -

and ironically flawless,

goddess standing before me.





Girl



What does girls look for in a guy?



Certainly not a crappy attitude,

boring-as-heck personality,

and loner status!

Which is everything

Andrew is.



I mean, come on.

Looks aren't everything;

but apparently,

that's what the guy depends on

in order to get through

that thing called "Life".



Slumping on down the hall,

his straight dark-brown hair

hiding his mesmerizing green eyes,

a book in hand,

and blank expression on his face.



As if things couldn't get any worse,

and that slight feeling of being stuck

in a hell-like situation

would never pass...



...but...

I still believe that

there's something -

anything that will be able

to turn that threatening scowl

into an even charming smile.



There has to be, right?

Like - me?