She looked like a princess, standing tall with bright chocolate doe eyes and plump lips that always smiled. Her skin was a smooth warm tone, and her hair was the darkest of black with light waves. Her body curved in all the right places, and my mind couldn’t help but wonder what she looked like without clothes on. To put it simply, Shay was beautiful. So many dudes called her hot, but I didn’t agree. Calling her hot felt idiotic and cheap because she wasn’t just hot like some girls at our school. She was a vibrant light. She was the spark that lit up the sky. A fucking star. As cliché and
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