Hatchetfield.

When He Sees Me

Beanies, Breaktime.

"Hey Nora, Zoey?" A voice said. It was Emma.

"Yes?" Nora asked.

"I'm feeling some weird feelings."

"What is it?"

"You see..."

"I stick with real things
Usually facts and figures
When information's in its place
I minimize the guessing game
Guess what?" Emma crossed her arms.

"What?" Zoey asked.

"I don't like guessing games!
Or when I feel things..
Before I know the feelings-
How am I supposed to operate.
If I'm just tossed around by fate?
Like on an unexpected date?!" Emma put her hands in her face as Nora and Zoey slowly looked at each other and nodded.

"With a stranger who might talk too fast
Or ask me questions about myself
Before I've decided that- He can ask me questions about myself.." Emma grabs a cup and starts pumping hazelnut into a coffee as Nora slowly stops her.

"He might sit too close-
Or call the waiter by his first name
Or eat Oreos...But eat the cookie before the cream." Emma said.

"But what scares me the most
What scares me the most.." Zoey and Nora tilted their heads.

"Is what if when he sees me?
What if he doesn't like it?
What if he runs the other way and I can't hide from it?
What happens then?" Emma shook Zoey's shoulders.

"If when he knows me, he's only disappointed?!
What if I give myself away, to only get it given back?
I couldn't live with that.." Emma sighed.

"So, I'm just fine, inside my shell-shaped mind
This way I get the best view
So that when he sees me, I want him too!"

"Hey Em', don't you think you're being a little, I mean maybe just a tad—" Nora got cut off.

"I'm not defensive!"

"I'm simply being cautious
I can't risk reckless dating
Due to my miscalculating why-"

"A certain suitor stands in line
I've seen in movies
Most made for television."

"You cannot be too careful—When it comes to sharing your life." Emma stated.

"I could end up a miserable wife!" Emma pushed Nora and Zoey to the side.

"Sorry girls! But he could be criminal!
Some sort of psychopath.
Who escaped from an institution
Somewhere where they don't have girls
He could have masterminded some way to find me!"

"He could be color blind
How untrustworthy is that?
He could be less than kind..."

"Or even worse, he could be very nice, have lovely eyes
And make me laugh, come out of hiding.." Emma stared at some random guy in a business suit, drinking the supposed Black coffee.

"What do I do with that?
Oh, God." Emma snapped out of it.

"What if when he sees me?
I like him and he knows it?
What if he opens up a door
And I can't close it?" Emma groans.

"What happens then?
If when he holds me
My heart is set in motion
I'm not prepared for that
I'm scared of breaking open.
But..I can't still help from hoping."

"To find someone to talk to
Who likes the way I am
Someone who when he sees me
Wants to again..." Emma put her head on the counter.

Zoey and Nora stared at eachother again, they knew it all too well.

"Em, you have a crush." Zoey smiled awkwardly.

"Oh."