Binding You To Me Like Cursive

Her Freckles

Phoebe

I went out for a smoke but got completely blindsided by a young blonde who wore nothing but panties, a bra, and a robe. She appeared classy and elegant even in the rather risqué get up. Her golden locks fell down her back as she peered in the distance. Suddenly, I was writing a note and tossing it over the distance. I didn't know how a guy could chose work over a beautiful girl such as herself. Did he even break her into their new home yet?

I sure would have. I'd found myself thinking. It wasn't the first time I looked at a girl and I'd had a few flings here and there but never anything exclusive or public. There was no tragic reason or any deep seated trauma that made me not take them seriously. I just hadn't. I wasn't planning on it either. Winter was beyond beautiful, and I found her freckles fucking adorable, but she was off limits. She was someone's fiancé, and I don't do married people. Men or women.

"Shit," I muttered as I found my way back inside. Mara was leaned comfortably on my black sofa watching 'In Your Eyes'. A great romantic flick.

"What?" She wondered mindlessly, crunching on a big bowl of buttered popcorn. I'd lent her some clothes so she was no longer in a dress but rather a white T-shirt and yoga pants.

"I forgot to smoke." I said, tossing my cigarette onto the glass table.

"How? That was your whole purpose." I laughed and threw some in my mouth before shrugging.

"The view was distracting." I admitted, hearing Lana Rey and Winters' voice resonate from her balcony to mine. She must've kept her doors opened. She sang beautifully, and I could imagine her dancing.

"What're you snickering at?" Mara questioned, cocking her head my way.

"Nothing," I lied.

"So, since we didn't go out tonight, although you promised, how about tomorrow since it's Friday?" My heart raced anxiously at the thought of going out on a Friday night. It'd been so long- too long- and I was rusty. But she's right. I needed to get out of my apartment and into the real world again. I was a girl and I had needs- which seemed to be ascending in my libido currently.

"Okay, we'll go out." She clapped excitedly and a wide grin overtook her face.

"Finally!"

After the movie Mara left happily and I cleaned up. I washed dishes than headed to my bedroom for bed.

My alarm clock beeping incessantly on my bedside table gave me a headache. I slammed my hand on it to shut it up then I clambered out of bed groggily. I may have had too much wine the previous night. I took a long shower and went through my regular routine. I slipped into dark blue high waisted jeans, a blue blouse that tucked in, and a newer pair of chunky gold heels. I sauntered to my kitchen and whipped up a light breakfast. I made coffee and stepped onto my balcony with a cigarette while my bread was toasting. I lit the end and dragged in the refreshing tobacco. I heard her crushing the paper into a ball before it hit my leg. I glanced at her and she was in the same thing as last night, albeit the the robe was tied closed. Her insanely wavy and curly hair was tussled around her, and her freckles were prominent in any light but especially now the suns light. Her eyes were dark, really dark, almost black but not quite. I picked up the wad and unfolded it.

Not many people I know smoke. I know that sounds random and a bit weird, but you look at ease while doing it.

I guess, thank you? Have you ever tried it? Or maybe even hit a little weed?

Never.

Odd. She was young and probably went to college, so for her to have never experimented with anything was... odd, as I said.

Do you drink?

Not much.

I looked at her with curious eyes, and tried to see her through her shiny exterior. Forgetting the fiancé and the obvious wealth. What was left was a lonely girl, who had never been able to do anything fun for herself. I'll bet she feels the most interesting thing about her is her fiancé or her parents whom probably do something important and interesting. We may be in the same apartment building, but we both grew up completely different I could tell.

Come out with Mara and I Friday. A girl deserves a few drinks and some friends in a new city.

Her plump bronze tinted lips curved and she nodded her head in agreement.

Okay, sure, I'll talk to Kaiden.