"YOU drop this," he says, handing it over to me -staring deeply into my eyes as I stare at his, his dazzling, enticing hazel eyes in the shape of an almond.
I feel my eyes melting into his and my heart jumping up and down like it wants to burst out of my chest and reach for him. His lips look soft and tempting.
"Um... Are you there?" He asks like I've been staring foolishly, but that does wake me up from his utmost beauty.
My lashes flutter, and I take the book from him -hoping Tracy didn't notice.
My eyes jam her. She's drooling at him, dreamily, like she sees only him.
her shoulders fall as she takes a deep breath. Her smile is brood as an eagle. Her head cock to the side. She must feel like Alice in wonderland. That's her Disney tale.
"Is she okay?" Morgan asks like Tracy is acting weird. Of course, she's acting weird. She's embarrassing me and herself. This guy might think highly of himself.
"Haha," I forge a laugh.
"She's not fine, she acts like this when she's sick."
She is sick, she has something called guys fever, Or should I say true love fever. All I know is she has relationship fever.
"Right Tracy?" I say as I nudge her with my shoulder. She startles.
"Uh?" She asks with wide eyes.
I wonder how far her mind has traveled.
Please keep your act together.
She straightens herself, moving from the locker. She clears her throat. Guess she's back from wonderland.
"I'm sorry, I was just..." She pauses and her eyes bore to him, again. Like she can't get enough of it.
Maybe I was wrong, she isn't back yet.
I smack my lips, knocking the novel on my palm as I gradually turn to Morgan. "O...k" I drawl, cause this is a bazaar, and I feel like dragging myself and Tracy out of his sight.
He wears a smirk face.
Is this guy in any way enjoying all of this? Or making fun of my friend?
"I guess I haven't properly introduced myself," he says.
Oh, now he thinks we are so much into him that we want him to give us a proper introduction.
I scoff as I face my locker, I shove the novel inside and close it.
"You have, and we don't care," turning to him, I say obnoxiously. I fold my hands and lean at my locker, frowning at him.
I'll admit he's handsome, but he is not my type. I only admire his hair. OK, a little bit then that, but I certainly do not see him as Tracy does, Like he's the only man on earth. To her, all handsome guys are the only men on earth.
"I need you to," Tracy interjects, twirling her box braid, and I scowl at her.
He looks at Tracy grinning. Gosh, his smile is as cute as his face.
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