My phone starts chiming at 5:30 am.
The daily ritual begins.
Eat, get dressed, brush hair and teeth, put shoes on, grab bag from door and go to college.
The cold air burns my face, and I stuff my hands deep into my pockets.
My first class is athletics, so I make my way to the gym.
Girls on the sidewalk and inside the building wave and say hi to me, and I try to be kind and return the favor.
The gym is warm, and I sigh in relief.
The women's basketball team is on the court right now, and all of the familar faces come into view.
Except one.
She is tall, like me. Her brown hair reaches the middle of her back, and her eyes shine the same color. Her suit hangs off of her, and I laugh.
I am walking towards her. She is beautiful.
"Hello, I'm Brooks Ellis. I pla-" She cuts me off.
"I know who you are," she says simply. "I'm Bailey."
Her voice is not a normal, girly girl voice.
It's lower, and I love it.
"Are you new here?" I ask kindly as possible.
"Yes."
"Where did you come from?"
I try to keep the conversation going.
"Just a few hours from here, I've been in Arkansas all of my life. I just moved up here for college. I need to get back to practice. Uh, bye....."
Bailey's cheeks redden, and I smile as she walks away from me.
No. She is too shy for you. You like loud and exciting girls. I tell myself over and over on my walk to the football lockers.
Finally, ater the fifteenth time of repeating that same line, I convince myself that Bailey is not worth my time.
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Smile, Beautiful
RomanceThe smile of one could light up another. Brooks was the cool kid in college, the one to always get the attention. Until the first day of his junior year, he meets a shy freshman girl by the name of Bailey. He tries to ignore her, to just tell himsel...
