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