Rain Willow.
She's the girl that's just "there".
She's that chubby girl who sits in the back.
She's that girl who people don't dare talking to.
And she's that girl with a lot on her plate-literally and metaphorically.
Rain Willow.
She's the girl that's just "there".
She's that chubby girl who sits in the back.
She's that girl who people don't dare talking to.
And she's that girl with a lot on her plate-literally and metaphorically.
EDITING
[I marched up to him, "Where the hell were you? I thought something happened to you. Did you not care enough to..."
My rambling was cut short when a pair of warm, slightly chapped lips collid...