^^ That's Rose 🌹. Hella cute amiright y'all? But anyways back to my new book.
"Happy birthday Rosalina!" My Mom sat a strawberry cake in front of me on our dinner table. Truthfully, my mind was in a completely different place.
New York.
Texas sucks, honestly.
When will my letter from NYU come?
I have to make it. I can't be stuck here forever!
I mean, okay. Texas is fine and all. But I'd rather be somewhere else. Like New York!
"Make a wish, sissy!" My little brother Gavin smiled, jumping up and down. He's the cutest brother ever. And my only one.
My face lit up as I blew the 19 candles on the cake into darkness. I graduated last year and I've been living with my parents and kinda figuring my life out I guess.
Both my parents are doctors, so I'm basically the disappointment since I don't wanna be held down. I wanna be a photographer.
You see, We're a pretty stereotypical family. Wealthy. "Happy".
After the little celebration, we ALSO exchanged Christmas presents. Because yeah, I got "lucky" enough to have a birthday on Christmas I guess.
"Its pretty warm ma. Cool if I go to the park?" "Sure honey, don't come back too late."
I knew she'd say yes so before my mother could answer I grabbed my skateboard and left the gigantic house.
Let me finish telling about myself. I believe I already mentioned I'm 19, I'm pretty average in height, my chest is flat as fuck as is the rest of me. I grew up pretty happy, I'm edgy but not depressed. My parents assume I am just cause I like being alone, but nothings wrong with-
I almost fell off the board as I swerve over a bump in the road, reaching the park where I grew up.
I sat on the swing and grabbed my instax out looking around for a good shot. Then I see this odd looking boy. His hair matches the sky!
I can't see his face and he can't see mine, so I decide to quickly take a picture of him turned around, his blue hair blending into the bright blue sky. (pretend his hair is still blue y'all)I get up and grab my skateboard, minutes later falling on my ass from falling off.
"FUCK!" I yell, rubbing blood off my leg and picking up the few pictures I took.
A boy rushes over.
"Hi! Are you oka- is that a picture of me?" The blue man says, looking down at the picture I left on the ground.
I felt my face burning red as I bit my lip, refusing to look him in the eyes. "Y-yeah," I studdered, "it was a really good picture I'm so-"
"No no! Don't be sorry! I assume you're into photography?"
I felt relieved as he wasn't mad at me and shyly nodded.
"That's so cool! Anyways, see you around, photography girl."
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