
"Crystal, why won't you look at me? Am I that hideous?" He joked. The way he said my name really annoyed me. It was like he cared. I really liked the sound of it. I finally built up the courage to look at him and my heart skipped a little, he was looking at me with his head tilted. He towevered over me with his six feet body while I was a good five feet six inches. "You aren't entirely hideous. It's just that, conversations aren't easy for me." Technically that wasn't a lie. Conversations with strangers were my worst nightmare. With my friends, I'm an entirely different person. He suddenly seemed a little closer than before and now my heart was racing. *** #193 ~ Teen Fiction on 08/28/2017All Rights Reserved