'hands touch,eyes silence,sudden leap in a giddy whirl. He could be that boy.'
"Hey you! Italian chick!wait up!"
Lovina stoped walking, ready to punch whoever just called her 'Italian chick'.
"Bastard, who the hell do you think you are!" She yelled as she turned throwing a punch at the person. To her surprise he caught her fist mid-punch.
"Hey, I was just trying to return this to you, no need to punch me." The boy grinned brightly, holding out her English textbook. She looked him over, fair skinned but not pale, stunningly blond hair with one little pice that stuck up, he wore glasses over his sky blue eyes. She paused as she met his gaze.
Neither of them spoke for a second.
"Hey, I know I'm pretty but you don't have to stare."
He laughed causeing her to blush. Her heart pounding, she grabed her book and thanked him- thanked 'Alfred' he said his name was- and ran to get to her next class.
'He might be that boy', she thought as she left her class. She walked to her locker to put away her books, spotting her roommate Mattaline Williams- or Mattie to those close to her- but who was she with? Lovina moved abit closer and saw that it was Alfred.
"Maybe I can go over and talk to them..." She mumbles, before seeing them kiss.
She turned away and ran absolutely as fast as she could to her baby brother, crying.
'But I'm not that girl.' .