Tuesday 3rd October
Today was the day. I was going to mret Amira.
I was boisterous - excitement was a fiery bubble in my body, consuming me.
"Amanda, calm down." Ryder says.
"No! I can't calm down! I'm meeting girlfriend!"
He rolls his eyes at me, "Fine then. But remember, she's sensitive."
"Shut up Ryder, she's not glass bottle, she's a human. If she feels uncomfortable, she can tell me herself."
We were waiting for Amira in a café. It was called Comida Mexicana.
When Amira arrived, I was surprised.
She was beautiful.
She had fair skin and pink cherry lips.
Her eyes were chocolate brown. Her hair was the colour of melted ebony and was pin-straight.
Gorgeous.
"Amira!" Ryder called out to her.
"Ryder!" She squealed as she came over to us.
"Amira, this is Amanda."
He introduced me to her as I waved at her, a huge grin on my face.
"Hi, Amanda." She says. Her voice is quote high-pitched - almost childlike.
"Hello, Amira."
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I know I haven't been updating lately, but I've been ill.... Sorry.
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