Trouble that's what everyone saw when
she walked by. They got that from her piercings
and tattoos. They got it from the way she dressed,
the way she acts, the way she talks.
Perfect that's what they called him, from his
car to the sports he plays, the way he never gets
into trouble. From his looks, beautiful green-gray eyes,
to his shaggy dark brown almost black hair.
But you see Trouble wasn't really trouble. She was nice
and cared about others. And Perfect wasn't all that
perfect. He just wanted someone who would rock out
with him to Murderdolls and Motley Crue.
Perfect wanted to be with Trouble. Trouble never
really thought about Perfect. Until he asked her
to wear his ring. She looked him with smirk on her
face an said 'Only if you wear my spike bracelet.'
He grinned and nodded.
Now Perfect, he's in trouble at the moment. Trouble,
she realizes she doesn't need to perfect for everyone
else shes already perfect for him. No matter what
others say Perfect has the trouble he wanted, and
Trouble she has the closest thing to perfect.