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[IMG]http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e173/yeriforever/icon pictures/atearfallsforever.gif[/IMG][/size][/align][list][size=10][color=white] .... ... ...[/color]Nicole dodged all the kids while making her way to her first class of the Day, Microbiology. Kids were against the wall chatting having fun laughing with there friends. Everything she longed for at the moment, was that. It was simple but could she get it? No not currently. She was to shy and to timid, and scared of getting hurt. She didn't care she was that way, it just put a damper on things when she wanted someone to talk to. Luckly her old best friend, had texted her just as she was passing a couple holding hands. She looked down missing seeing them by a nano-second. She watched her feet while reading the text. She seemed to be getting better at that. She texted back a short answer and pressed send. Her mood was now better, and she had a little more courage. Well until she saw a couple against a locker talking offly close to each other. She watched them a second more, and turned away.
[color=white] ... ... ...[/color]Tears were forming in her eyes. She hated seeing couples. They made her life more miserable. She thought she was over seeing them and getting depressed, but apparently she hadn't. Her life was all about being called pretty, and not being called pretty and being short. She hated her height. She absolutly[/size][/list]
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[IMG]http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e173/yeriforever/icon pictures/atearfallsforever.gif[/IMG][/size][/align][list][size=10][color=white] .... ... ...[/color]Nicole dodged all the kids while making her way to her first class of the Day, Microbiology. Kids were against the wall chatting having fun laughing with there friends. Everything she longed for at the moment, was that. It was simple but could she get it? No not currently. She was to shy and to timid, and scared of getting hurt. She didn't care she was that way, it just put a damper on things when she wanted someone to talk to. Luckly her old best friend, had texted her just as she was passing a couple holding hands. She looked down missing seeing them by a nano-second. She watched her feet while reading the text. She seemed to be getting better at that. She texted back a short answer and pressed send. Her mood was now better, and she had a little more courage. Well until she saw a couple against a locker talking offly close to each other. She watched them a second more, and turned away.
[color=white] ... ... ...[/color]Tears were forming in her eyes. She hated seeing couples. They made her life more miserable. She thought she was over seeing them and getting depressed, but apparently she hadn't. Her life was all about being called pretty, and not being called pretty and being short. She hated her height. She absolutly[/size][/list]
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