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Published: 2014-04-10 10:24:22 +0000 UTC; Views: 133; Favourites: 2; Downloads: 0
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He tosses his wavy hair, catching the sun,looks out the window with deep, brown eyes.
He dates every girl and knows every jock
but I only want to ask him one thing.
Most would want to ask him to dinner,
or to attend some pointless game.
He accepts invitations and dumps the girls,
but I only want to ask him one thing.
As I repack my bag and sigh with boredom,
being ignored or else shamelessly teased,
I see him laugh out of the corner of my eye
but I only want to ask him one thing.
Everyone is interested in hot boy.
Nobody seems able to leave him alone.
Yet, I'm not interested in the looks at all -
I only want to ask him one thing.
I try to leave, completely unnoticed,
eating my lunch on my own...again.
I see him eating, surrounded by 'friends'.
I only want to ask him one thing.
I tap his shoulder, trying to be subtle
quickly handing him a handwritten note.
It isn't an invite to prom or dinner. It says:
Weren't you once an outcast too?








