He leaves and I sigh, looking back at Dylan, "You couldn't have made it anymore obvious you think I look pretty in a dress." I punch him in the arm playfully,Flashing a smile as I walk to the stairs.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
"You, who have all the passion for life that I have not? You, who can love and hate with a violence impossible to me? Why you are as elemental as fire and wind and wild things..." — Gone With the Wind