She is faded blue jeans with holes in the knees a ***** white t-shirt covered in mustard stains and engine grease on any given Saturday
She is black fingernail polish on a Tuesday because she wants people to wonder short skirts in church to make the choir boys’ minds wander
She is jealous of the girl who has the boy she didn’t want the lies she tells her friends about the guy she hasn’t slept with yet misplaced like lost money unexpected, but refreshingly so
She is a tongue piercing that she got when she was ****** that she takes out around authority figures ‘cause her parents do not know the mistakes she will evidently make as she will learn and grow eventually going to tell them the truth maybe
She is trying to make you uncomfortable just to see you squirm
She is intelligent, and strong in her demeanor throwing off the curve in all her classes expelled for kicking some cheerleaders’ ***** in love with her history teacher
She is poetry that breaks all the rules the girl all the bad guys want but won’t admit to a guilty pleasure