For Jazmine:
I saw him again at dinner. Jazmine, I wanted to follow your counsel, but I failed.
He and his friend walked into the room, and I knew he was standing right there. I have very good peripheral vision, and I saw him standing there out of the corner of my eye, and I knew, I knew he was looking at me. It might have happened for a fraction of a second, that moment his eyes were on me. But it meant the world to me. And I was stupid, I was foolish, I was being a total Prufrock, for not returning that slight glance. All I had to do was turn my head ever so slightly to the left, meet his eyes, and smile. That's all I had to do, and I blew it. I passed the chance. I failed, Jazmine.
The moment was gone, over with. He sat down at a table with his friend where I could easily see him, his right profile in my line of vision. Tortuous. And I noticed that he has sandy brown hair, not blond. It just looks blond in the daylight. I couldn't even pay attention to my friend's conversation because I kept glancing at him...I need help.
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"a flirting fiend"...yeah, right. that'll be the day. i swear i heard your voice when i read the first sentence you wrote. i do smile at strangers...it just always happens right after i see the boy with glasses!
i'll do my best. thanks guys for cheering me on.
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