I was sitting in a booth wearing this: media-cache1.pinterest.com/upload/262405115758818979_vrmgfUkY_c.jpg MY hair flowed loosely on my shoulders. My china-blue eyes were outlined my black eye-liner. My lips were smoothed with watermelon lip-smackers. My cheeks were glowing with Angelic Pink blush. My make-up was just right and wasn't too much. It showed my eyes personal features. I was drumming my French-manicured sky-blue nails against the table's surface. I hummed along with the music in the background. My eyes lit up with surprise when I saw someone.
Last Edit: Nov 16, 2012 22:17:55 GMT -5 by Vanessa★
when was school supposed to start? why hadn't noah even seen the classrooms and places he oh so dearly needed to? he had thought of those questions many times but then he always came to a conclusion that he was avoiding classes and work as much as possible, without thinking about it. had that happened before? had some insane young boy avoided something so important without even giving it a single wisp of a thought? yes, those questions lingered in noah's mind as well yet he dismissed them and returned to his happier state of mind. One that didn't cause a headache or really and use for his common sense. with the smell of cookies over different flavors of ice cream wavered into his nose, he grinned and knew where he was. sure he spent a bit to much time in these sweet places that served food that almost rivaled his own country's, but he was young and right now, his young body could take such things with grace. walking up behind some kid with black hair and some chain looking things on his arms, noah scrunched his nose up and the thought of this person in jail. the smell of to much cologne that clung to the jail guy struck his nose and blocked out any sweet smelling creamed ice! "dude, how many bottles of cologne did you use this morning?" noah said squeezing his nose and shaking his head a bit when the jail guy turned to see who had made the insult. "Well, aren't you just an-" no, noah would not be called some unruly name from this guy, of all guys this one was fare unworthy to call anybody something like that. "sorry man but its true. girls don't go for the ones who smell like a perfume shop, try real soap instead. axe reals um' in like you wouldn't believe." noah cut in before the foul word reached the air. the jail guy gave noah a look of rather disgust and left, "that's alright, one step closer to pineapple ice cream." noah muttered to himself. he glanced around the room lazily and one girl caught his eye. well, he had caught her eye first noah was just repaying the eye catchy thing. lifting his hand a bit he waved to her and grinned, hoping she would pounce on him and be all, 'omg girls he so likes me because he waved at me!' kind of girls.
notes , likable size for me, but you don't need to meet 300.
Once he caught my eye,I smiled. I wasn't like those girls who were all giggly and said,"OMG he likes me! I had tones of guys drooling over me,but this guy was quiet. I liked that about him. all the guys I dated were chatting over and over again. I watched him wave at me. Most guys will just walk over and not wave. So im Polite! I smiled at him. I watched him walk over to my table.