I saw him looking at me. I push a strand of hair out of my face and smile, flattered that he looked so amused by me.
The bell rings and I walk to class- only to be bumped into. The guy mumbles a "Sorry" but that's it. When I look up to see that it is Hunter I smile and say "It's all good." I walk into my class and he follows me in- probably to talk to his friend Bethany.
"Hey Mia!" She calls. I look over at them. "Don't you think Hunter's haircut looks good?" I smile and tell them that it does. He says thanks and bolts out of the room. Was he embarrassed that I thought his hair looked good?
No, that's just stupid.
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Blue Eyed Boy
ContoWhy ask me? Even I don't know. Accompanied with "Brown Eyed Girl."