She raised her perfectly arched eyebrown, her clouded iris piercing into me playfully. I look away, unable to return her green eyed gaze. With an air of patience, she waits while I fumble with the contents of my pouch. I could feel her gaze dancing over me, sense the confusion embeded in her mind as to my real motives. Pulling out a crisp cotton piece, I handed her the note, trying desperately to hide my shaking hands.
"Thanks" she mouths, returning my meager attempt at a smile.
My heart does an olympic gymnasts summersault, sending sparks of passion pulsing through each and every vein beneath my skin. I quickly grab my bag, unable to hide the joy fluttering in my heart. I lower my face to prevent her thinking me any more weird than I already convey myself to be. A slight sigh escapes my lips as I leave my fantasy world and trudge back into the realities of life. I'd barely made it four steps before a felt what I thought to be a perfectly manicured hand on my shoulder. I spun around, unable to contain my excitement on the prospect of who it could be. My brothers grinning face instantly shatters my hopes.
I sigh for a second time as the remanants of serotonin lock itself away with the knowledge that it will not be needed for a while. I smile pathetically to myself while the image of her face creeps into my cerebral cortex.
Maybe I'll pluck up the courage to talk to her next week.
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