His hand brushed against mine. Electrifying. A bolt of lust rushed through my viens, and I found myself staring into his deep brown eyes. This was pathetic. Me. Him. It would never happen, but I couldnt stop my eyes from following him, I couldnt stop my lips from wanting his, I couldnt help it. He ran his fingers through his ratted hair. Oh, how I wished I was a strand of loose hair hanging from his head... Oh how I longed to be his.
"What are you staring at?" A voice of an angel awoke me from my day dream.
"Uh..." I didnt know what to say, how to respond. He just caught me drooling over him. Great, just great.
"Well?" He wanted an answer. Now. I stared at him, in shock and confusion hoping the right words would come flying to my lips. Now would be great, c'mon Madison think, think!
RINNNNG!!!!
Saved by the bell.
I picked up my book bag and stuffed my binder deep down under the crumbs and paper balls. I was a mess. "rrrr rrrr" My phone. Ugh. I slid it secretly out of my pocket and watched the message flash before me.
'hey grl, I saw you starin' at me.'
I blushed. We have been texting for almost two weeks now, I told him everything. My parents, my first love, my future. We had so much in common we just.. clicked. Then when I see him in class my tongue becomes a huge knot in the back of my throat and I cant help but to blush. He liked me. I liked him. Why can't everything be that simple?
SO you decide YWS, should I continue this story? OR stop here?
