November 16, 2012: B
I think Max is checking me out.
I mean, she's Max, so she probably isn't.
But I feel her eyes on me.
Running a hand through my hair, I sighed, leaning my face on my other palm as I let my arm fall.
I feel her watch the movement.
Her gaze makes it impossible to pay attention, but I try to write anyways.
I begin to draw a bird instead.
Suddenly, I feel her eyes leave me, and I'm relieved, but slightly disappointed, as well.
After a slight pause, I hear Angel and Nudge start to giggle, and I half smile.
She was checking me out.
Mhm. :3 She was. And thinking about your jacket.
Fang: So, leather?
Max: YES. D:
~Anna Ride
