In English, I sat next to this girl, Coral. Coral was beautiful to me. She wasn't beautiful to anyone else, though. All the girls made fun of her. She wrote poems all the time. Sometimes I would try to peek over and read them. I was often successful. One day I talked to Coral. We started hanging out all the time. She started to come over to my house. I would always read her poems. Her poems would inspire me. I fell in love with Coral. I wanted to marry her, I was sure of it.