Blondes and butterflies
This story is based on the events of a real day dream. True story! She looks at me out of the side of her eye, sneaking a glance. As she looks out of the window, I inconspicuously sneak my glance at her, quickly scanning her with my eyes roving up and down. Stopping only to catch a glimpse of the colour of her eyes, the colour seems to change with the light. I am not a fan of blondes but this girl knows her selling point and knows how to accentuate it. She has her hair pulled back showing off a pair of eyes that have me itching to get a second look. I definitely would not mind getting a treat from her goody bag, yes I said goody bag! Stop being so perverted; it’s not the type of goodies you are thinking about. I wonder if she even knows that I am looking at her, who even cares. I get back to my tweet and a voice snaps me back “hey, I saw you”. With disbelief etched on my face, I turn and she’s still looking at me “It’s rude to stare you know” she snarls. I am tempted to say ...