She's a Barbie doll, I swear. Her perfect, pearly white teeth, with the black braces that cross over them, she's an angel. No- the angel. Her long, pale white hair drapes over her shoulders, elegantly framing her olive cheeks. Her Nirvana tee that's sizes too big- oh my gosh. I've died and gone to hell. She always wears her black, faded converse shoes. "Chucks", she calls them.
I think it's ironic that her type of shoes just happen to be called my name, Chuck. Irony or Coincidence? Probably both.
Her eyes are my favorite feature. Pale green. It seems as if everything about her is pale- her eyes, her hair, her skin color, et cetera. She's odd.
And I like her.
