jadehasissues
A college tour. A weird boy. A beautiful house. A mysterious family. A monster (?) in the basement.
How could this summer get any better?
He's still standing right in front of me, pressing me against the door. I'm basically staring up his nose, which isn't exactly a comfortable experience. And also, he's a guy.
He slowly tips his head down so our noses are touching and we're staring right into one another's eyes. It's like he's having another one of those intense examine-Madison sessions, but this time, we're a lot closer and it's a lot more uncomfortable - which I really didn't think was possible.
He has really big, wide eyes. Like, really big eyes. And really pretty eyes; they sort of shine. And dark brown eyes, serious and intense and caring. I don't know, I think I always thought brown eyes were cute. And really smart. Probably because all Asians have brown eyes and Asians are smart. Am I ranting? Sorry.
And his heart is, like, beating really fast. And his face is really red. I think my face is probably red, too. He probably has dark-o-phobia or whatever fear of the dark is, that's why he looks so weird. I mean, it could be worse. There are so many weird phobias. Like the fear of long words. I think that starts with an h...
He's so close. I think he's about to kiss me. Oh my god.
Then I scream and faint in his arms.