Boys come and go. They all look so special with their clothes and hair and walk and talk. I’ve seen so many of them in my life. There are all kinds of boys in my school. They can be so nice and friendly and unintentionally alluring. They can make me faint and sigh. and they can make me forget everything. It can be every boy, really. As long as they’re even remotely interesting and fun, they got me.
But out of every boy I’ve met and seen, I chose these three.
Three boys make my life and they don’t even know it.
César. The first one? I saw him walking by once and that was it. He is tall ans skinny with short black hair and pale complexion. I knew nothing of him until very recently. He’s into all these things that I don’t really like and so I thought it would be best to forget about him. But then I see him at school and I can’t help but turn my head in his direction (not subtle at all), and then I begin to smile uncontrollably.
Federico. And then there’s Federico. He’s got the single most beautiful pair of blue eyes, fantastic long-ish blonde hair and dresses real nice (he rocks the indie-hipster-tough-the-strokes look, and I just can’t handle it). He’s also tall and skinny, like César. AND he plays the guitar. AND he has a girlfriend. Let’s not talk about him anymore.
Enrique. Last but not least, this boy has great looks (guess what? He’s tall and skinny. Yes, I have a type), great long (but not too much) brown hair, and great taste in music and clothes. But I’ve talked to him, and it was all kinds of uncomfortable. My friend says he’s nice though, and I should give him a second chance.
These three boys make my life, my day, everything.



















