Helen was an interesting girl. I have always observed her from a distance, but never actually got to talk to her in person.
One day, I was roaming the halls of my High School, when I ran into the glorious Helen.
"Oopsie!" She said with a laugh.
"Ya.... Sorry" shoot I'm being really awkward. "Hey you are Helen right?" Great. Now she will know that I stalk her.
"Yeah, we have German together!"
"Ich libe deutch!" I said trying to impress her with my German skills, but she just stared at me. Without a response, she slowly backed away with all her school supplies she had dropped still in hand.
Her beautiful blond hair swayed back and forth as she ran away from me and my awkwardness.
She left me alone to wallow in the shame of my flirting skills.
I could never get someone like Helen to be friends with me...
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I love Helen
Romance"Heel" The most magical four letter word that I have spoken. Short for Helen, but why say Helen when you can say heel. Heel is a fun word. Sometimes it can refer to the back of your foot. But sometimes it can refer to a person...
