She makes it so easy for me to be around her. She'll post where she's going on the Internet and who with. Today, she's at the coffee shop by herself, reading a book and not aware of who is around her. Taylor is always so unaware. Silly girl. All I have to do is sit at a table near her and pretend I'm reading or working on my computer. If she were to glance at me she'd never realize that I'm just staring at her. Stunning. That's all I can say about her. She's wearing a white dress that fits her perfectly. I can see every curve on her body. The shoes she's wearing make her legs look amazing. Dainty jewelry hangs around her neck so beautifully. She is the most beautiful girl in the world. As she brushes the hair off her shoulder, she knocks off the coffee that was sitting on her table. Every guy in this coffee shop help her, except me. I watch as she plays the damsel in distress. Of course she doesn't have to clean it up. Silly girl. She knows she can control people with her beauty. She won't ever control me.
I stand up and walk away to order more coffee. The more I watch silly boys invade her the more I get sick just by watching them.
After I pay for my drink, I turn around and feel someone collide into me. First I feel anger, but then I see her. She is staring at me. I say sorry and try to walk away but she grabs my arm gently and smiles, then makes sure I'm not hurt.
"I'm so glad you're okay" she smiles "my names Taylor"
I smile back not knowing what to say or do. I try to escape. Now is not the time for us to meet. She hands me a piece of paper, "why don't you give me a call and maybe tell me your name then." She's still smiling.
"Alex. My name is Alex."
"Perfect, Alex! You're still more than welcome to give me a call" she walks away right after she says that. Her walk is so graceful even though she is not. A clumsy deer she is.
I leave immediately after that. The whole drive home she was on my mind. Her voice was so light. I love her even more now.
I carefully place the piece of paper onto my desk. This is the most important thing I own at the moment.
I can't call her. Not yet at least. She can't know how eager I am to speak to her. To spend time with her.
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Green Eyes
HororAlex Henry was never a "normal boy". His family never showed him love. Kids at school called him names. He's never been able to make a friend before he met Taylor. She was sweet to him. No one knows why. Everyone in town thinks he's unstable with vi...
