Cassy looks into the eyes of an unknown boy. His features are so plain, yet so unheard of. She didnt know if he could speak english. Or even speak at all. They were standing so close, that Cassy could feel his light breath upon her upper lip. His eyes lay wide revealing such a brilliant deep green. Cassy now wished her eyes have been something prettier, rather than the color of dirt. She wished to take her eys off him, embarrassed of her features, feeling they werent close to matching how nice the boys features were. Although that was her wish, his stare was hynotizing, making it impossible to look away from. Easily she could lean in just a bit more, metting her lips with his, yet her lack of confidence held her back.
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