Ian POV

I thought of her words carefully, because right after she said that, I saw her rush away, I had tried to catch up, but she was gone. I needed to know why, had her family just never show her such love or had she just never been a person to be affectionate and take it in either? I had so many questions going around my head, and I had no answers.

I sat in class, behind her, she had just finished her group project and turned to me and my partner.

"Are you guys anywhere close to done?" She asked, specifically turning to me. 

I watched her smile as she started to stare at the green in my hands.

"Well...." I trailed off.

"No, we're not," My partner, Percy, said.

She laughed and turned to me and back around.  I could tell something was up again, but what? I sighed as I watched her turned back to our project.

"Oh, Keila, you gotta show me sometime," I said, approaching her.

"Right, maybe after school? Or...?" She asked, probably wondering when I'd be free.

"Sometime after practice?" I said as I started to fidgeted with the slime in my hands.

"Sure, whatever you want," She turned to her partners and started to chat.

"Ian, Ian! Come on." I felt Percy tugging on my sleeves.

I turned to them, I already knew that I was losing focus, clearly, I needed to get my mind cleared. I stared at the map that he had been creating. What now? I would wonder. I sighed as I tried to clear my mind, trying to forget what she said. Just hoping that I wouldn't need to know all this.

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Keila POV

I watched as cars went by me as I walked home. I went on, finally getting home. I realized no one was there yet, so I just went and got changed, but again, as usual, I would have the worst thoughts.

Why do I always look this strange?

I sighed as I stared at the ugly freak in the mirror. Her long hair was much too tangled, her self a sweaty mess. Her cheeks flushed red, and her skin uneven.

Oh wait, that's me.

I left the bathroom and walked away, to the balcony. I hugged the sweater I was wearing closer to myself. I watched as people walked passed, I soon spotted a familiar car, and I knew someone was looking out that window, at me.

I turned away, I just didn't feel good today, actually, I hadn't been for the past two weeks. Especially not after a run that pretty much killed my insides. I remembered that people had been staring at me in Science class. 

I really had looked dead.

Now, I felt dead inside. I always did.