Laura and I were quite complicated to start with, we never used to speak in school and I remember that whenever we made eye contact, one of us got awkward. Now don't get me wrong, we were close; just not in person. We'd spend endless nights and early mornings talking about future plans, our hopes and dreams, our biggest fears. I'd always wanted to lay on a rooftop with her at 2 am like those cliche scenarios, looking up at the different stars and constellations; drawing conclusions as to what they meant in our comfortable silence.
Until we actually spoke to each other in person though this would never happen. So one day, we both decided to break the ice.
I remember it so clearly, we were at school and I saw her walk up to me. My leg started to quiver at the sight of an angel, and I was suddenly mesmerized with her. Her dark, thick, pure brown hair and how it flew behind her shoulders in the wind. The way her face brightened as she smiled at her friend in passing, the way she walked. She was self conscious but still managed to look like the most happy, confident girl in school.
And oh god, her voice. It sounded like a choir of humming birds singing the most gorgeous sound you can imagine, as her lips moved I felt reassured, there was something about the way she spoke to me which was comforting. I found myself addicted to each and every one of her words, even the small ones "how was maths?", "heya?", "do you wanna hang out?".
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Wait, hang out? I'm not sure if I heard her correctly, but I quickly nod my head. Of course I want to hang out, it would be a dream of mine to be seen with such a flawless girl, let alone be able to get to know her. Jumping at the opportunity, I quickly give her my phone number (or 'digits' as they refer to it as in America), and I slide my phone back into my hoodie pocket, visualizing how this date.. I mean day, will go with her.
