Bumps & Curves.

2.

It's the last day of school and of course i have nothing planned apart from hanging out with Oscar all summer watching films all day, everyday. It's a tradition every summer we do the same thing. We start with the 50s and 60s classics and work our way up to my favourite decade of the cinematic arts, the 80s. The first few weeks of the summer were going just as planned, maybe even better actually. Lily would usually Join us as well but she away for the summer with her family, she went to Paris. So jealous.

Oscar met someone a few weeks into the summer which created an awkward situation, he was now spending a lot his his time with his new boyfriend, James. I think they are madly in love. I have a feeling about these things, i've never seen Oscar look at someone like the way he looks at James and plus they are so cute together.

So lately i have been by myself a lot more than i used to be because Oscar was always with me every second of the day. I decided that instead of spending my summer alone watching films i thought i would be sort of social. By social, i mean going to the town library and reading. The library isn't exactly the social hangout of the year but i like the peace and quiet. I'm not a very social person actually i'm not that social ever. I'm not mad at Oscar for ditching me i'm actually surprising happy for him, he deserves to be happy and i need to get out of the house more.

Every once in awhile when i was at the library i would see a boy looking at me. He would nearly almost be there whenever i was, i guess he really liked to read. He looked about my age but maybe a year or two older, he had a perfectly structured face just like a young River Phoenix from that film Running On Empty that i loved so much, his eyes were dark brown and his hair was a light brown color it was maybe a little too long but on him it was perfect and the way he ran his fingers through his hair, simply as a habit was almost seductive. Then i remembered who i was, the chubby blonde haired seventeen year old and realised that he couldn't possibly be looking at me even though it felt like sometimes our eyes would meet just for a moment and in that short moment i wouldn't feel like myself, i would feel as though i was beautiful.