Trish

IGN: Trish Short Story <Star crossed> The moment I met her I thought she was crazy, stupid, and just complicated. She's imperfect, caring, clumsy, and moody but nonetheless she was beautiful. I've been with other girls but she was different. She was lost, like me, we were the same yet different. Before I knew it I fell for her, she thought of me as a friend but I didn't want her to just think of me that way. She accepted me for who I am, not about my status or my looks or the rumors. I understood her for who she is, her problems, and her concerns. She knows my intentions, at least my intention of wanting to be with her. As shy as she is, she felt the same. But even though we're together I had to keep her a secret. A secret that I shouldn't be keeping, I don't care what people think of me. I didn't want them to hurt her or weigh her down. Little did I know that I'd be the first to hurt her.