ARTY'S POV
I walk beside her. I notice how her arms sway as she walk and the delicacy of her fingers. She has really nice finger, they are thin and flexible, I don't know why I just really like her hands. Is it just me who has a thing about hands? I don't like my hands, they are chubby and a little bent. I realise that my hands are really sweaty, probably because I'm with Sally. She flashes a quick look at me and smiles when I look at her.
"I heard that 'the wind blows on' is coming out in the cinema on Saturday." I say, slowly exhaling.
"Oh yes I really want to see that, the trailer looks really good!" Sally exclaims.
I look at her face, she is so pretty.
"Wanna... urh... see it with me?" I stutter.
sally smiles, "of course! I mean, yeah sure."
I laugh, "sounds great!"
I wipe my hands across my back, then through my hair. She blushes.
"So, is this a date?" She asks, her voice trembling slightly. I look down then rise my eyes to meet her face.
"Yes, I guess." I say, realising that made her face light up. I put my hand over her shoulder and she leans against me.
YOU ARE READING
Sallart
Randomthis is a fanfic which I am writing for my friend, @221b_reichenbach, it's about her and the boy of her (good) dreams. its set nowadays and they are in their early teens. Enjoy! ;)
