Light In The Fog

He barely notices me. He's basiclly perfect, But the only glances we catch is when he notices my existence. And they are my heaven. If only he knew me. I've never fit in. Not 'skinny'. Not 'pretty'. Not enough makeup on. Always get told 'your hair id weird like that'. If they did talk to me they would run om 30 seconds. It was very hard for me to make friends. I have one. My eyes are what scares people. My eyes are hazel. Brown, Black, and Grey/ Some are thich, some are thin. My skin is light ivory. My hair is blue and black. And one day he actullay noticed me.
But what happens when she gets mad? She turns. And he gets the bad side of it.
NOTE. Steal my fucking story and I wll cut you and make you into a cupcake. With NO FROSTING.