Just a Start

February 28, 2010
By Anonymous

Perfect Boy. Playful lips. Nice hair. Charming smile. His deep brown eyes search the room for something interesting. I can't blame him as lecture is dull and seemingly endless. Soon enough I am lost watching him and no longer taking notes. It doesn't matter anyways beacuse the teachers words don't make much sense anymore. All that computes is him. I'm not new to this game, I often watch this boy. He's sweet and funny and smart and oh so handsome, exactly the kind of guy a girl dreams about. But dream is all I can do. Realistically a guy like him would never fall for a girl as plain as me. So deep on though I'm suddenly jerked into reality when he turns around. It was almost as though he could sense that I was thinking about him. And for a second our eyes meet. His light up and I'm starting to feel a bit light headed. But then he breaks our gaze with a smile. He makes a face at me " Exciting Class" he says sarcastically."No Kidding" I can't remeber what else we talked about, minutes blur into hours with him. All I'm sure of is that I laughed so hard at one point that even the teaher stopped to look at me. Joking like firends. But on the inside i can't help hoping it's more than that. It's not much, but it's a start.

The author's comments:
I think we all feel this way sometimes!

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TheReader! said...
on Mar. 14 2010 at 6:11 pm
Dude, Shizzy....that was so good and it totally explains what really happens between you and him! Good Work!


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