I haven't posted something in almost forever! Sorry about that (: Here's a little short-fic (lol) I worked on which is currently the story of my life ;] Enjoy!

Glance. Hope.

(If her looks; smilewaveturnbreath)

(If he doesn't; GULPhopesighturn)

You watch him laugh at something is friend said.

(and you can't help but noticed that beautiful, beautiful smile)

Your teeth make contact with you lip as you feel the flesh. You take a deep breath and hope he looks (looks), turns (turns), smiles (smiles). But he doesn't.

(what were you thinking?)

The bell rings and people file into the room. You see him standing in a group of friends mere feet away and you want to go over. You want him to smile when he sees you and you want him to look at you (really, really look at you). You need him to wrap his arm around your shoulders and put a smile on your face without even trying.

Your gaze wanders to your friends. 'Share your confidence with me' you think. You swallow the lump in your throat and hope you wipe away the taste of fear.

You take a small, small step.

(Right, left, right, left)

You're steps away from him when you drop your bag (uhoh). The key chains bang together with a high pitch squeal. Lucky for you, the sound doesn't get louder than the noise but he can hear (justyourluck).

He looks at your (really, really looks) and you try your best to put on that smile that's half a quarter as beautiful as his. You brush the invisible strand of hair from your eyes and wait.

(wait patiently now darling)

You watch as the corners of his eyes crinkle and analyze you. He takes a step closer to you. His arms brush yours.

((canyoufeelthattoo?))

You look at him and feel your lip graze your lip again. You watch as he opens his mouth to say something. Your breath catches as you stare at him expectantly.

"Hey."