*drool*, nothing that interesting Options

[Paradox of Life]

I just wrote this off the top of my mind. I don't plan on elaborating it or making it into a story, but I'll probably add a few more excerpts here and there. And this is based on a true story, and the male character is based on a real person. Critique please?
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Walking down the hallway in my school felt like being escorted to my prison cell. The morning was dreary and my eyelids threatened to fall, and there was no escape. Unfortunately, this was a usual morning, an every morning... right?
School hadn't started yet. Not for a bit. I could've slept in... There was the orchestra room, a safe haven for me, my decided destination. I felt like I could be anything I wanted around the 'orch dorks' I knew so well. My Converse had pink laces on one side, black and white checkers on the other. And anyone could see my skin through my ripped jeans. I felt so small and inadequate, but I felt important, part of the team in the orchestra.
Taking a turn down the hall, I saw an unfamiliar face standing in the doorway to the cafeteria. I took a few steps further to see who it was and was greated by a tall, handsome boy. His eyes were blue, bluer than anything I'd seen before; blue as the ocean that I loved to watch for hours. His skin was flawless; fair and soft. His face was boyish, yet masculine, friendly to say the least and relaxed. His hair was a light chestnut color, curly and reaching a bit past his ears to his flawless jawbone. Around his neck was a wooden necklace, perhaps a memento or souvenir? It was perfection.
I was shocked to see such a gratifying sight in such an unexciting place. Why hadn't I seen him before? What was my mind doing to me? Why did I feel a rush of adrenaline, just by looking at this boy?
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[xTINAA]

I really like this and think it is pretty well written. I believe it should be elaborated on because it leaves you hanging but at the same time it doesn't really need elaboration. I like the imagery you used to describe how he looked. Good job.

[illumineering]

Taking a turn down the hall, I saw an unfamiliar face standing in the doorway to the cafeteria. I took a few steps further to see who it was and was greated by a tall, handsome boy. His eyes were blue, bluer than anything I'd seen before; blue as the ocean that I loved to watch for hours. His skin was flawless; fair and soft. His face was boyish, yet masculine, friendly to say the least and relaxed. His hair was a light chestnut color, curly and reaching a bit past his ears to his flawless jawbone. Around his neck was a wooden necklace, perhaps a memento or souvenir? It was perfection.

My favorite paragraph! I like the way your description led to the creation of my vision of the boy in the doorway. I liked the "orch dorks" as well!