it was a sickening grey morning when she first met him. their school was organizing one of their many events trying to make the students socialize. he was a grade older than her, which explained why both their grades were sat one near another. he wore his dumb sunshine yellow shorts and his button down, and he was talking to the girl-friend of his friend. his fingers were graceful and long, and he stroked his raven black hair.
she, on the other hand, was laughing her ass off, her strict teacher having told her already to calm down. she wore her smart glittering shorts, which attracted a lot of stares. that's the way she wanted it.
she was talking to one of her classmates - also one of his bestfriends. they were playing a dumb game on her phone, which was passed from her to her friend, trying to beat each other's highest score.
he came strolling by and smartly shook his friend's hand, who greeted him and introduced him to her. she looked bad - her hair was a light brown mess, her cheeks were red and her eyes were awake. he liked her, because, unlike other girls, she didn't give a damn about anything, she just wanted to have fun.
