There were contrasts there were differences. He was tall, blonde with sparkling eyes. She was shorter. Brown hair, blonde highlights. Her sad eyes never quite matched her smile.
A thousand thoughts passed between them. "she's pretty,"
"i'm ugly,"
The differences.
The boy. That tall boy, looked over and smiled, gentle, friendly. And to her surprise she smiled back.
"i'm Dylan,"
"Cassie,"
There's always hope.
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