"I love you" Is not enough, chapter 2
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As I looked at who I would spend what would seem to be the rest of the day with my eyes were glued onto someone else's like a fly to fly paper. It was a boy with the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen in my life. I looked away once he noticed I was looking.
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I started to doodle on the back of my math homework. I drew a puppy being eaten by a giant kitten. Suddenly I heard a loud thud. I looked behind me along with the rest of the class. The boy I had been staring at was slapped in the face by the girl sitting next to him. The little old woman worked her way to the back of the room to see what was going on. They whispered quiet enough that I couldn't understand any of it. But I got some of the conversation by their gestures. Then the teacher pointed towords me and the boy stood up and started to walk towords me.
I turned my head around to my paper trying not to be rude. I could see him smiling as I turned my head. Then he sat down next to me and I started to doodle the first thing that came to mind. A pair of shiny blue eyes. I could feel his eyes burning a hole in the side of my head.
"Wow, that's impressive," he said making me jump.
"Thanks."
"I'm not very good at drawing except for the occasional stick figure. They are my specialty."
"If you don't mind me asking, what happened back there?"
"What? Oh, I told her that she had a nice rack." He grinned a huge grin.
"Do you even know her?"
"Nope." He shrugged "But maybe im just old fashioned but I thought that girls liked compliments."
"Well they do, but not usually ones like that. Specially coming from a stranger." He blinked a few times at me like he was confused.
"You have beautiful eyes. Like that?" He looked at me with the innocence of a puppy.
"Yes, and thanks."
Why was he saying that? I have brown eyes. Uninteresting eyes. His eyes on the other hand, bright blue and amazing. He pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket.
"Hey, you seem like you have a good taste in music judging by your style," He looked me up and down. "Wanna come see my band preform?"
"Sure." I took the paper from him and stuck it in my purse.
"So whats your name?"
"Lily, and you?"
"It's a pleasure to meet you Lily. You have a beautiful name to go with your beautiful eyes." I started to blush.
" Just call me Tre."
As I looked at who I would spend what would seem to be the rest of the day with my eyes were glued onto someone else's like a fly to fly paper. It was a boy with the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen in my life. I looked away once he noticed I was looking.
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I started to doodle on the back of my math homework. I drew a puppy being eaten by a giant kitten. Suddenly I heard a loud thud. I looked behind me along with the rest of the class. The boy I had been staring at was slapped in the face by the girl sitting next to him. The little old woman worked her way to the back of the room to see what was going on. They whispered quiet enough that I couldn't understand any of it. But I got some of the conversation by their gestures. Then the teacher pointed towords me and the boy stood up and started to walk towords me.
I turned my head around to my paper trying not to be rude. I could see him smiling as I turned my head. Then he sat down next to me and I started to doodle the first thing that came to mind. A pair of shiny blue eyes. I could feel his eyes burning a hole in the side of my head.
"Wow, that's impressive," he said making me jump.
"Thanks."
"I'm not very good at drawing except for the occasional stick figure. They are my specialty."
"If you don't mind me asking, what happened back there?"
"What? Oh, I told her that she had a nice rack." He grinned a huge grin.
"Do you even know her?"
"Nope." He shrugged "But maybe im just old fashioned but I thought that girls liked compliments."
"Well they do, but not usually ones like that. Specially coming from a stranger." He blinked a few times at me like he was confused.
"You have beautiful eyes. Like that?" He looked at me with the innocence of a puppy.
"Yes, and thanks."
Why was he saying that? I have brown eyes. Uninteresting eyes. His eyes on the other hand, bright blue and amazing. He pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket.
"Hey, you seem like you have a good taste in music judging by your style," He looked me up and down. "Wanna come see my band preform?"
"Sure." I took the paper from him and stuck it in my purse.
"So whats your name?"
"Lily, and you?"
"It's a pleasure to meet you Lily. You have a beautiful name to go with your beautiful eyes." I started to blush.
" Just call me Tre."
