Liz smacks the back of my head with her mighty hand, "Stop creeping over him, you're looking like a demented unicorn,"
I squeal, "Ow!" I rub the back of my head, "That hurt! And for the record, I was not creeping,"
She smirks, "Looks like you were."
"Uh uh." I wave my index finger in front her face.
Liz. The name of the bestest ladybug that I love. Yes, best friend in short.
We are both sitting at the bleachers while the mystery guy of my dreams is doing something that is related to their Physical Education classes-he looks so hot in those sporty clothes.
Yep, not creepin.
"Earth to Autumn?"
Autumn the season? Nope. Autumn Summer. Yes, that is my name. My parents weren't actually the best in making names, so they decided to make mine names of seasons. Thank you mum and dad.
She mumbles on how I should listen to her when she's talking because that's to prove your love to a person. I shut her up by covering her mouth with my palm, because. . . He is looking at my direction.
"He's looking at you." She whispers enthusiastically. As if I didn't notice.
Oh goodness.
He smiles-smirks actually- at me. I'm not sure, but I don't think I'm still breathing. With all the conscious I have in me, I smile back at him.
And just to kill me one more time, he licks his bottom lip and chuckles. Too bad, his friend has to take him away from me by patting on his back and continuing in their exercise. Damn it.
"Did you see that," I whisper-shout at Liz, "Yeah, he was technically eye raping you for some reason," she giggles and I hold my breath.
I didn't actually think he'd notice me, you know, since I'm just this girl who doesn't seem to want to get noticed by people. But he did.
YOU ARE READING
Fire and Ice
RomanceWhat if you've got the chance to choose from fire and ice? And each of them has their good and bad side. Which would you choose? Because I'd pick. . .
