Ah, Perfection (Chapter One)

Ashley tells me that her words were blind, wrong. I do not believe her because she’s my girlfriend and she’s just trying to make me feel better about myself. What Ashley doesnt know is that Sara’s words were true, deep. Harsh, but they were correct, flawless, right on. Everyone was thinking the same thing, but Sara was the only one to speak it.

That doesnt surprise me. Sara was always one for stating her mind, no matter what was on it.She tells things the way they are, but she doesnt lie. It was almost like she was superior. Sara, my first real love. Hell, I would have done anything for her. She was perfect, amazing. She had this shine to her. This, glow.

And whatever she said went.

She wasnt bossy or controlling, dont get the wrong idea. She never told me what to do, well, except when it came to that one certain thing. But other then that, she was loving and sweet. She just wanted me perfect, which I can certainly understand because she was damn near a godess herself.

She was the most beautiful girl in the world, so I needed to go the extra mile. It was a blessing that she would even look at me. She knew she was far out of my reach, as did I. She knew I was held in the palm of her hand. I was like putty, if you will.

And like I said, whatever she said goes.

She was the boss, the one in the drivers seat.

"Babe, do you want something to drink?" I ask, hollering from the kitchen.

Her head turns around from the living room and answers, "No, thanks," with a smile.

Sara was a doll. She was so…god, I cant even explain it in words that one can understand. She was something from out of a movie. Amazing. And when people say there’s no such thing as perfect, well, maybe they should take a look at her beauty. Her flawless, deep face, which holds all her beautiful features. Stunning eyes, perfect cheek bones, the whole structure of her face was wonderful. Her smile, shining no matter what.

God, I love her.

Her friends, something else I’ll tell you. They were the most beautiful girls in the school, always having all the boys chaasing after them. Boys were always after Sara, hell ever some girls too, but she always reaffirmed that I was the only one she wanted, so I’ve let it go.