It was two weeks ago.
The only thing I really, surely remember is her gorgeous, wild hair.
I couldn't name the color; I had never seen a hair color like that before.
It was like a mix of medium brown and red, orange red. It was wildly curly, being straight from the roots to her jawline, where it started to get curlier and curlier. It was wavy curly.
And absolutely gorgeous.
I saw her again in the front row of my psych classroom, writing or drawing something in her notebook, obviously not listening to the teacher's rants about last year's class he taught. To be fair though, no one was really listening..
I felt the need to follow her, but that would only end with me being caught and she'd most likely think I'm some kind of pervert or creep or something so I decided against it.
I'll wait.
YOU ARE READING
AURORA
Fiksi Remajain which a boy finds a girl he often compares with an aurora. aurora (ah-rawr-uh, aw-rohr-uh) noun, plural au·ro·ras, au·ro·rae
