Oliver
Dang, I am uncomfortable.
I am almost regretting my decision to come along. Connor asked me to come in case things "got awkward" between him and Elizabeth. Hah! Like they're awkward at all.
He and Elizabeth need to just get together so the rest of us don't have to suffer through all the tension.
The rest of us being Opal and I. Opal seems nice, but shy. I don't know her that well. I close my eyes for a while, but I can seem to space off into that road trip place in my head that I usually do when I am on long trips and don't feel like talking, but it doesn't came, my thoughts keep drifting to Opal. I open my eyes and look over at her. Her head is against the window, feet on the seat, and she is listening to music. She has earbuds in and a peaceful expression on her face. I take a moment to study her and I realize, she is very, very, attractive.
She has light brown hair, with slightly lighter streaks from the sun, eyes the color of the sky when the sun has just set and the sky is not navy yet nor is still sky blue, and long, brown eyelashes. She has glasses, almost hipster style, but more round, and a cute, straight nose. She has high cheekbones, not the kind models all have, but the kind that you don't notice until you look closely. She has a cute mouth, red, roundish lips, and light olive skin. She has long, muscular legs, toned and tan from her days spent constantly biking around. I can't believe I didn't notice this sooner.
I am still looking at her, taking this all in, when she opens her eyes, and sees me looking at her. Not right at the moment she opens her eyes, just after she fiddles with her iPod and looks up, to see me looking at her. I look away quickly, blushing, then, realizing that was more obvious than continuing to stare at her and pretend to be spacing off, look back at her. When I look back at her, she is looking back at me, then turning away and blushing when I see her looking back at me.
The rest of the car ride, we stare out the windows and don't look back at each other.
