I'm at rehearsal

Romeo and Juliet

He catches my eye

Lord to my Lady Capulet

Fate has thrown us together

He laughs at Paris' "my lady"

"She's my lady!"

I blush, secretly pleased

You know, he's kinda cute

Short brown hair

Brown eyes

Taller than me – but then, who isn't?

Standing close

Everything feels warmer

He talks with me,

Respects me

Does he have a girlfriend?

I have to know

I ask a friend

Waiting for her answer

I tingle

He does.

Oh well.

I like Tim better anyways.