intoduction

[-i think we could do it if we tried, if only to say you're mine]

she didn't mean to fall in love with the girl who knew it all. her honey colored hair was enticing. they way she passed her notes in class, bending the rules, something her eleven year old self would be disgusted with.

she smiled softly, resting her her hand on the other girls. "you know i'll do anything you ask me to."

"i know. you're mine"