Ryleigh-Grace/Saskia
Ryleigh-Grace
She’s sat at the far end of the cafeteria, laughing with her friends. Her mouth spreads into a grin as her eyes sparkle so bright I can see from here, her eyes squeezing shut although somehow really gorgeously as her head tilts back, her long hair falling down her back like a blanket in the process and her nose twitching adorably, her hands flying up and clenching slightly in a happy, subconscious motion, her chest contracting in then out with the beautiful sound of pure joy that escapes her lips, her head turning slightly to the side then back as her hair swishes with it, her dimples hollowing on perfect display and her teeth flashing white.
My eyes don’t move from the site before me, so mesmerised I’m barely there and my cheeks warm and tingling.
She turns her head to face me, still smiling widely, and as her eyes catch mine, she stops, somehow smiling even wider, as my own eyes widen as if I’ve just been caught staring at something I shouldn’t, and quickly turning my head away to desperately cover my heated expression with my hands.
I hear her chuckle softly despite the distance, out of pure, smitten hyper fixation, and look back at her, blushing brightly.
Saskia
I laugh loudly and look over to the other side of the cafeteria joyfully, smiling wider than I thought was possibly as I lock eyes with her beautiful crystal blues, my cheeks flushing at the sudden fixation on the light freckles scattered all over her face and her long, stunning blonde hair, and then heating even more when her eyes widen so adorably in reaction, her hair swishing perfectly as she shyly flings her head to the side and hides herself behind trembling hands.
I chuckle softly and she turns her head to look back at me, looking so adorably shy and flustered, and my heart melts.
God, she’s so perfect.
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Opposites Attract
Romance(Warning: contains panic attack scenes that may be triggoring for some readers.) At Ivy College for Girls, outsider Ryleigh-Grace never expects popular and sporty Saskia to ever like her back. Will she be proven wrong or right? Because sometimes, lo...
