Your POV
It weird how easily you can slip into a daydream. One minute you know who you're talking to and where you are, the next you're in fantasy land. When you're walking it's hard to concentrate while in a daydream. I was walking in New York with my best friend, and she was talking her head off. So I slipped into a wonderful daydream. It was interrupted when I was knocked down by a huge person walking briskly. He didn't even murmur sorry. Just great. Now everyone was staring. So I got up as quickly as I could and started walking again. One person kept staring. He was around 16 and had dirty blonde hair. There were a splash of freckles across his nose. I had to admit, he was pretty cute.
