Here is what I think our records would look like. Please excuse my stupid mind.
Violet: girl
Eyes: dark brown
Hair: brown with blonde highlights
Height: 5' 4"
Description: High school, glasses, mainly in sweatshirt and leggings
Livy: girl
Eyes: blue
Hair: chocolate brown
Height: 6'4"
Description: high school, freckles, mainly in jeans and a t-shirt
Katie: girl
Eyes: hazel
Hair: brown
Height: 5'2"
Description: high school, short, mainly in sweater or sweatshirt and jeans
Cooper: guy
Eyes: hazel
Hair: brown
Height: 5'9"
Description: high school, freckles, mainly in sports shirt and shorts
Kyle: guy
Eyes: blue
Hair: light brown
Height: 5'9"
Description: high school, glasses, mainly in button-up shirt and jeans
Andy: guy
Eyes: hazel
Hair: brown
Height: 5'9"
Description: chubby, high school, mainly in shorts and sweatshirt
That's just my records really, I mean, I've never seen the records. Oh wait, Cooper just texted me.
2:10 after school
Cooper: sup *poke*
Violet: *slaps hand*
Cooper: really! Anyway, wanna come to the library? I'm gonna be there @ 3:00 or so
Violet(me, duh!): I can't I got a thing
Cooper: what thing? Stop making excuses
Violet: dude just leave me alone. I'm going to Katie's
Cooper: ;) never will I leave you alone, bye
Violet: thank the gods! Bye
I knocked on Katie's door and she answered. "You alone?" I ask.
"Who wants to know?"
We both laugh as I step into her house. All I can think about is Cooper, records, and Katie's awkward look on her face.
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Teen Fiction"The dreams, the hate, the death. It's all real. It just, doesn't feel that way." "You left out love. That's real too." I smiled. I didn't slap him this time. "Thank god we didn't use those guns." I joke. He just smirked. His face turned red...
