Not all angels have wings...😇👼

Back in high school I was never popular. I didn't fit in with others and I always got shy around guys. I thought all my life that no guy would ever talk to me. That was until the day I meet the boy with blond hair and blue eyes. For some reason I always wanted to be around him. He had blond hair and big kind blue eyes and a smile that made me feel all warm inside when ever I saw him. Sadly that was all the past. After we left high school I never saw him again. That is until today......... Will Niall remember Kelly or will their friend ship be lost for ever?

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1. I'm just a girl

Kelly's pov:

Another day in the boaring life of me. I got up ate breakfast with my mom, dad, and my little brother Dylan. "Hey Kel can we go to the park after school today??? Please!!!!" I laughed as I walked of to him. "Sure thing kido." I said messing up his hair. He looked at me and smiled with his big brown eyes.

I know I just said my life is boring and it really is. It's just Dylan always knows just what to say. "Honey your food is on the table. Do you need a ride to school?" I heared my mom call out to me. "Thank you mom and no Tracy is picking me up today." "Okay honey sounds good." As soon as mom was done I turned to dad. "Your taking my car to the shop today right?" He nodded his head still looking at his news paper. I laughed as I said "You better because if me and Dylan can't go to the park to day it's all on you." When I saw he still wasn't listening I add...."and you can't have my home made Browns I'm making for deserts tonight." That really got him going.

Then I left and when I was going to school I thought about other girls in my school. I'm just a girl compared to them. They all wear makeup and do their hair all crazy and pretty. Then you have me who dresses up casually every day. I'm just a girl that's all I'll ever be. Is what I said again as I headed to school.

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