I look around.
No one is staring at me strangely
No one is staring at her strangely
Except
Except for one of her friends
With short brown hair.
I can't decipher her gaze.
It's like she's trying to figure out what just happened.
But there's also something else.
A glimmer in her eye.
Is it sadness...or anger?
She sees me staring and smiles, repairing the cracks in her armour I peered through
Then spins around so her hair fans out behind her
And begins animatedly chatting with her friends again.
Maybe I imagined it.
DU LIEST GERADE
Her
RomanceI love history even more today. Group projects were announced. I typically hate them, although I never do most of the work. I do what I need to do, nothing more nothing less. Today, I was paired with her. Her and one other girl, who's out sick. ...
