What Goes Around Comes Around
whereitallbegins
A V-day Gift to a little destruction [ana]
It had all started with the day-dreams of a young girl.
[He leaned in and his lips curved upwards into her favorite smirk; the one that caused her favorite dimples to appear. His hand brushed against hers several times before it rested against her neck. He stared deep into her amber eyes...]
It continued on with one of her favorite bands.
"That's the xx, right? From England, right?"
"Yes, but what does that matter to you?"
"It doesn't. But, it does to you, and that's important."
She was surprised when he understood her mismatched socks incident
"One of your socks has polka-dots, and the other has stripes. That's..."
"Cool? Yeah, I know."
Again, the smirk. "Yeah, you're cool. But, if you needed a matching pair, I have some in my locker that are clean. And don't ask why I keep extra socks in my locker. It's just for moments like these."
That led Massie Block to believing that every single girl on this earth was going to find the love of their life; that every girl's boy fantasy [with Ashton Kutcher or their Social Studies teacher] was going to happen [but maybe not so illegal]. She smiled over at Josh Hotz who was, at the moment, waiting in line for their lunch. As he felt her stare on him, he turned over to her, smirked and winked.
an: that's not my usual writing i guess :/ i don't know, i'm kind of out of it nowadays. oh, well xP
ricky :)
oh, yeah, happy valentine's and whatever. x)